“That’s good, Clare, you can take two of each” Ann confirmed.They smiled at each other.Clare removed the skirt and handed it to Ann then lowered... the knickers and handed them over.“Ghastly thick things, just like regulation knickers at school!” Clare commented.“I know, but they kept you warm in winter!” chortled Ann.“Would have been more use it they reduced the sting from the cane!” Clare quipped.Ann nearly choked. She knew exactly what Clare meant….but…yes…surely…it was obvious, this gorgeous. You don't want to be rude, after all. This is the girl in charge of getting you out of bed every morning. It probably isn't the best idea to piss her off, or else you might find yourself waking up with a bucket of water being dumped on your face. And you don't even want to think about what she can do to your food."Oh, good morning!" she chimes back, not looking even the least bit offended. Either she was the most patient person in the world, or she'd completely forgotten she'd said anything.. ” I laughed a little but she gave me a look that said she was serious. “She was molested several times last year, and I don’t think it’s going to get better. Is what you’ve studied practical? Does it work, or is it for competition and stuff? I know some of it is pretty worthless.”I turned serious. “What I’ve studied works on the street. If she’s an athlete and interested, I could probably teach her enough in the time I’ll be here. It depends on her and if she’s interested and committed.” I had. " It is in Kobekistan," Alima put in, "So get your clothes off and start fucking." The Emir has never indicated to me that such duties are required of me," he said, wondering if the women were teasing, or if they intended him to take them seriously."Has the Emir had your wife yet?" asked Ayda."Ma'am. Even if I knew the answer to that question, I would not divulge the Master's activities to anyone without his direct orders."The thought of lending Caroline to the Emir intrigued him. Would she.