If you want to play, fine. But let me do it myself, under my own power. I am not your puppet!Instantly she knows she’s gone too far as unseen hand... clamp onto her shoulders and force her down onto her knees. Her hands are pulled around behind her to grasp her ankles, forcing Mara to arch her back sharply. Then she cries out as invisible fingers grip her nipples with vise-like strength, her head snapping back as another force hand grabs her by the hair.*You forget your place, slave!* The. That left Sofia, who had watched all of this with tears streaming down her face. I took her hand and pulled her to me and held her in a fierce embrace. She moved to kiss me and we kissed deeply and our tongues tangled. The kiss went on for a couple of minutes before we stopped to breathe.“If you two are just friends, I’d hate to see what you would do if you were lovers!” Suzana teased.She knew better, of course, but that was the right thing to say aloud. I wondered again what the conversation. Did the women kick you out of the harem?”“I’ve visited friends whose sisters and father’s lesser wives are part of a harem. I think they would end up killing me from exhaustion. I would die happy,” was my retort. “No, I wanted to get a little mat time in with the kids in camp.”That made him smile before telling me, “That will make a lot of them happy. Many of the girls from when you last came to the summer camp have grown a lot. The boys only come because they are so young and arrogant to. Helen’s morning didn’t go any better. She showered, blow-dried her hair, then found herself in the midst of the worst ‘bad hair’ day she ever experienced. She was barely dressed when Duncan rapped on the door between the rooms. The two committed themselves to be pleasing companions over breakfast, despite the start to the morning. Instead, striving not to be cranky, they were silent during the meal. As breakfast wore on each began understanding their companion wasn’t happy about parting. Back.