We work all day. He follows his monarch. We follow our monarch. He values flowers. We value flowers. ‘Both man and bee construct our homes, not livi...g in the air, but in hives. Both man and bee have castes. Both man and bee work together. ‘But most important is this: no other beast works as we do. Cows and wolves and hawks find their food or take it. Only we make it, harvesting our crops, bringing it home, turning it into our meals: this both we and man do. Ergo, man is one of us: a good worker. It was a bold decision, but it worked, Sharon by then knew I was sleeping with Mark, and we rapidly came to an understanding about sharing him, and it worked, we both got him in our beds whenever we felt the need, but and it’s the icing on the cake for me, I also got Sharon as you have seen, she too being Bi, which I knew instinctively when we first met that afternoon when he brought her round.”There was a long still silence, then Charlotte in a measured voice said, “Look, I really don’t blame. The old woman was pushing too hard. She’d already crossed the line, now she was diving over it head first. ‘We’ve got work ta do tomorra’. Checkin’ calves.’ He said it evenly, as if to impress the point on the woman to shut the heck up. Lacey reached over to lay her hand on Caroline’s arm, quickly interjecting, ‘Caroline … I have a conference call I have to make back at the magazine tomorrow. There’s no way I could ride out with them in the morning. There’s just not.’ Caroline’s expression. One such man came across Airlia as she was dozing on the blanket. He paused thoughtfully grinning to himself, “Now that figure would get him quite a price on the slave market.” He crept closer, making sure not to wake the young woman.Suddenly Airlia awoke, somehow sensing a change in her surroundings. It was quiet, no birds calling out to each other. The only sound was of the waves as they washed onto the sandy beach. Bringing one hand up to shield her eyes from the glare of the sun she saw.