Unzip your skirt!” He waited for just a moment, then in a commanding voice ordered, “Unzip it now!”I slowly reached behind and began to unzip ...my skirt. My heart was pounding. It felt like it was going to leap from my chest. My breathing quickened, became shallow. I reached the bottom of the zipper track.“Let it fall to the floor,” Walter directed.Releasing my skirt, it slid off my hips and landed in a soft ‘whoosh’ on the floor around my ankles.He moved around me, eying my body. "Mmmm,". " No way! The Great American Satan shall not be victorious!" And that Great American Satan crap was the idea of an evil spirit. Merepropaganda trying to justify the killing of millions. But worst of all,destroying life and property in my name does a major disservice to thename of Allah. You need to learn a lesson about respecting all of God'speople, Abdul. Since you've generally been a good Muslim, going to Meccaand fasting during Ramadan and giving to the poor and all, I can't sendyou to Hell,. When 3 left in 2006, Master and I were both surprised. She just up and left in the middle of the night without a word. That’s when Master decided to give his slaves a sort of trust fund of $100,000 that they could only redeem when they left with his blessing. Oh, and he began securing us for the night, which made no difference to me at the time since I was on a comfy blanket at the foot of his big bed each night anyway. The other slave that Master had, he called 5, and she only stayed with us. ”Logan winces at the bitterness of my words. “You still need to go to the infirmary,” he insists, as if that will make everything all right.“Do not worry. The cuts are not deep and will heal.” Time for Plan B, Distraction and Persistence. “There is something else you could do for me though.”“What is it?”Suddenly, he is anxious to make amends. Good.“Five things, actually.” I hold up my undamaged left hand, unfolding one finger. “First, get me two aspirin and a glass of vater.” I unfold.