“We can accommodate special diets,” I said. ‘But our meal plan is designed to provide balanced nutrition, and we can’t let campers design thei... own meals. That’s a slippery slope to fast food.”“That’s what I told her,” Henry said.“The swippery swope is a fallacy,” Becky said. “I thought you were supposed to be smart.”“It’s not a fallacy when it comes to children and junk food,” I said firmly. “You may have the willpower to resist grease and sugar, but most people your age don’t. And I think you. Fancy a drink later tonight? I could pick you up or meet you somewhere.'My heart raced, was I actually going to do this? I thought, shaking as I hovered over the reply button. 'Ok,' I typed, 'where and when?'His response popped up on the phone almost immediately, 'Mario's Bar 7 O'clock, want me to pick you up?''No,' I replied, 'I'll meet you there.' 'Can't wait, see you soon.' He texted.The realization hit me with panic and excitement, 'what was I going to wear to a bar?' I thought as I hopped. He was allowed to have his son as long as I became the concubine as that is all that his parents were willing to acknowledge me as. No official divorce occured and no religious divorce took place as my husband would not have it. My status of first wife is with him. To the rest of the family it is the precious one that they chose for him. I sleep in the haram with the rest of the harem girls off limits to all but my husband while his other wives sleep in the main house. However, being a. “Fictional stuff, mostly,” I replied.“So, do you offer tutoring services?” she asked, as her computer booted up.“No,” I replied, “my day job keeps me pretty busy.”She peppered me with rapid questions as I sat up my computer.“Are you married?”“Yes,” I replied.“Happily married?”“Mostly,” I replied.“Do you go to strip clubs?”“I try not to,” I dutifully replied.“Have you ever cheated on your wife?”“No,” I replied.“Would you?” she pressed.“No,” I emphatically replied.After a brief pause, she cocked.