I hugged himtight and begged him, "Tell me you love me. Tell me you're not onlymarrying me because I own you."Robin's face went red and he looked down... "Master," he began.I stopped him. "Call me Atbir. It is my name and means 'dove.' We bothhave bird names, Robin."Robin looked up and smiled but his face was still red withembarrassment. "A-Atbir, you are a kind and generous master. I amwilling to devote the rest of my life to being your wife. Please don'task for more."I was disappointed but that. Now I walk freely among those who desire, those who search in vain because they have not and will never find the cause of their soul’s anguish: the lack of a purpose for existence. Oh, most assuredly many of them are students, eminent scholars, and businessmen, but they drown in their own misery because they conclude that vocation is purpose. In purpose only is there truth, therefore they live a lie and are ignorant. You think me a bitter man, but I simply teach the truth and lessons are. George and Cathy both folded, but Bill removed his shirt. "I will see the bet," Bill announced.Betty was studying me carefully, then looked at Bob and Bill. She was wearing baggy black pants and she rolled up her pants to remove her shear socks and handed them to Sharon. "I'll see the bet, also," she said.That left Mary, who folded. "OK, Larry, what have you got there this time," Betty asked."Three fours," I said."Not good enough," Betty said excitedly. "Three tens."Bob and Bill both dropped. She smirked at that thought. Yes, that’s what she would do. How long had it been since Aella had last been with a man? She was not married, and while she had been seeing a couple of men every now and then in her four years of civilian life, sometimes even letting them take her to bed, she has never ever had a fuck as good as when she was fighting a war. Maybe it was all the adrenaline from fighting, or maybe it was the sweaty men and bulging muscles all around her, or maybe it was just the.