Here, look at what the Navy does on its hospital ships." He ordered the AI to display the standard Navy medical concubine uniform: a white shift with ...paulets and a breast pocket with the medical caduceus. The name of the concubine was written in gold above the pocket."That works, except instead of white make it light blue," Samantha suggested. "The principal and brothel manager will be dark blue – I'm going to assume both positions are filled by concubines." The AI split the three-dimensional. Please. I'll explain later."I held her hands, covering us both with sticky pastry. She tidied up and drew a deep breath."But things got better!" Sarah! Have you... ?"Her grin spread from ear to ear."Hey! OK?"She nodded vigorously, lifting her hand to lick pastry crumbs. I suddenly saw the diamond shining between two darker stones on her left hand."Is that... ?" Yep! Official." Oh Sarah! Oh! All the happiness in the world. Gosh! Is everything OK?" Yes, pretty well. Sore though. Some parts are. Her waist couldn't have been over twenty inched around. I asked her if she can breath in that thing? She said just bearly. She said I can't bend over so you will have to roll my stockings up my legs. I got the white lace top stockings on and secured to the eight garters. What about panties I asked. She said no, and she said her tits will be left exposed also. After slipping into a six inch pair of white hills she led me back to the den. She turned on the DVR and we started watching a disc of. The solution to the division of the money and keeping the nomads in line was a process of naming royal princes, princes and other delegations, nominally buying loyalty. This process ate hundreds of billions of dollars. With declining oil revenues and the proxy war, the royal reserves were being depleted at an alarming rate. Then the King died, internal power struggles grew tremendously and became the norm.Now the kingdom was struggling internally and the heirs to the throne were resorting back.