The mother was EK0803, the Chief Eunuch did not usually think of hostesses except by their numbers; he assumed they had names but all his records were... of numbers. The infant he did not bother to register, because she would be gone soon and when she was old enough to sell would be soon enough for registration.EK0803 was kitted out with the common dress of all the available women in the Emir's harem: a sleeveless brocade waistcoat, in the style of a western bolero, which did not meet across the. That's the stuff my mom used to run through her steam iron.When that was finished, I reset all the valves and switches before I poured myself a shot glass of extra virgin olive oil. I was back on the toilet when I opened the release valve for the olive oil storage container. When it was empty I closed the valve and quickly drank the glass of fresh oil. I figured I was good for another four thousand miles. I know that is silly, but it was my sad little joke.It took about an hour to do all that. She is clearly not done playing with me. I’d known that, but made her leave the bathroom first so that she wouldn’t sneak a piss in while I wasn’t watching. She stands up, turns around, and gives a little stunned and stern look as if she wasn’t expecting me to be checking her out. Of course she knew, how could she not have known. I straighten up. She straightens herself up, lifts her chin and walks to the couch. She looks like she’s upset with me, almost as if she’s planning to give me the. They were encamped there, awaiting her arrival to coordinate an assault on a nearby Horde settlement. If she had been made somewhere in-transit, identifying her as a figure that could tip the delicate balance of power in this region would not have been a misplaced assessment. Thankfully, Zahrine has put the majority of the distance behind her without issue – but something was still off. Feralas was a secluded rainforest tucked away in southern Kalimdor and surrounded by ringed mountain ranges..