You know you want it."Well, I do and don't. He's not, the last I saw, wearing protection andif he is now he must have be an expert at sleight-of-hand.... A realmagician. Or he's grown a third hand. But that's not even my mainconcern. The threat of disease is trumped by my fear of his reactionwhen he experiences the imminent shock of juxtaposition: male parts onan otherwise female body. He's got me where he wants me: ass upwards,open, defenseless. There's nothing I can do now but take my. He ignored her scream of pain, being well aware that she had never been caned properly in her life. He was also well aware of the danger he was running. The Emir had ordered him to be as harsh as might be necessary to show Zubeydeh that she was back in the harem on sufferance, almost as a refugee from England. At the same time she was the Emir's mother. Furthermore, the Emir had used her as a concubine, mouth, cunt and arse, just before she had returned to England with the little stupid English. In her fantasy, she walked in the school, they said a few words and, overcome by lust for her, Clay dragged her to the exercise mat, tore her clothes off, and made love to her. What was she doing here? She'd never seduced anyone. She didn't know the first thing about how to do it.If this were her fantasy, Vanessa would say, "No, silly. I wore this for you." But, her mouth would not open to utter those words. Instead, she nodded mutely, then added, "I finally got away from the house. I'm going. It took considerable effort from me, and some gentle prodding from my wives, to overcome my cultural bias against using women for that sort of thing. Once I took off my nineteenth century blinders, I discovered that my new charges were as smart and motivated as any soldier with whom I had ever served.I took twenty-four people on the first trip, and we traveled by horse and mule. I had twenty mounted scouts and four teamsters aboard two mule drawn wagons. The wagons did the double duty of.