0. Umm, yeah, and THAT has everything to do with Vicki. Calculus, physics, chemistry -- she’s done it all, multiple times. She pushes me about “re...ading ahead”, and doing ALL the end-of-chapter problems. Makes my head hurt, and the other students in my classes think I’m a genius.See, it’s all about “inspiration”, which is more correctly spelled “Vicki.” Physically, she wears me out in bed, and I won’t talk about the detail, except to say that a fourteen-year-old girl has LOTS of energy -- more. ) But anyways, your complaints about how things work for the concubines isn't accurate. First, everyone who left Earth took a risk and for the citizens who have become warriors, the risk is higher than you might think. Wadi has seen ten percent of its warriors die fighting the Sa'arm. Sure not all of them get thrown into the replicators since we can't always retrieve the bodies, but They end up as meat all the same. Especially the ones who end up harvested by the Sa'arm. We do all we can to. The need for his chastisement, however, was so strong she moved into position without complaint. He slipped the blindfold over her eyes and her room grew dark while anxiety fueled the ache. Denied her sight, she connected to her other senses for the next clue. Her ears followed the sound of his movement while her fingers connected to the memories of their bed. Finally, her scent picked up her own arousal as the wetness between her legs threatened her thighs. He made her wait. For ten minutes. "The one thing you are not going to do is interfere."It was a good five minutes before Jessica and Fiona showed up. Jessica, of course, came in the door with Fiona, still talking."Hi, John," Jessica said as they walked in."Yeah, Hi..." Fiona started, but as soon as she saw Brandon, her voice stopped."Hi," I replied. "Fiona, come on in and have a seat. There are a few things we need to talk about." I don't need to talk. I think maybe I should go," she replied."You do that," I said, looking right.