Any guest could handle any of the women as freely as he wished while they were serving, could use any of them there and then, or retire with one to a ...onvenient alcove, or even decide to take one to his bedroom for the night.Sometimes a woman did not return to the harem from one of these evenings, and the eunuchs always said that was because the Emir had given her to a visitor as a present, but the denizens of the harem also heard rumours that sometimes it was because the demands of the visitor. It was hard not to wonder if some sort of strange, but implacable form of racial 'justice', was starting to take place. If this was so, then perhaps the most surprising thing of all was that the tool for this form of justice resided inside the testicles of African men like me!I didn't dwell on this all that much. Rather, I eagerly anticipated yet another opportunity to inseminate yet another European female's womb. It struck me as very intriguing that, though I would likely never have a chance. "They talked for a while longer and Ickthur had to beg off so that he could get some rest. Before he left, he asked, "Is there something I can do to make your stay more pleasant. I know that you are locked in a cell and it looks like we don't care about your welfare, but that is not true. It's just that you cannot breathe our air; it would kill you in a few seconds. Maybe we can work something out, later, but we haven't had enough time to work on the problem, yet." Well, there is something .... Since now I'd taught Juko and his group to use firearms I expected Goondoe and his men to want to learn and use them too. I thought it was probably a bad idea to have so many men getting their first taste of powerful weapons so quickly and in such close quarters, but I couldn't think of a way to avoid it without offending Goondoe and his people.Worries about Goondoe, Neanderthals, and firearms were pushed to the back burner as soon as Kita and I dismounted in front of the cave. I'd spent no.