If only I hadn't such hots for Malomar Twine. If only I had listened to the little voice in my head that warned about cheating on the marriage. If onl...... THE PARTY was in mid-swing and Cindy had asked me to refresh her drink, her usual rum and coke. I passed Malomar Twine on the way to the kitchen and, as always, felt that old stirring in the old crotcheroony.In the kitch, I bumped into my old pal, Jack Spratt, as he fetched his wife, Loretta, a refill.Yeah, I know, he's got a funny name.. “What is it? Why are you disturbing me?” replied Khozem drowsily.“Your holiness, he knows. The whole mosque knows. Word is spreading.”“What are you talking about, Vasilla? Can’t this wait until morning?”“I thought I’d call you right away, your holiness.”“Who knows? And who is ‘he?’”“The Imam, your holiness.”“What?!” yelled Khozem, more awake.“The Imam, your holiness. He knows, everyone knows.”“How the hell does he know?”“His mother told him.”“His mother? Well then how did the rest of the mosque. " Jen began to undo my bra as I drank the scotch. He noticed the bruises on my breasts as his wife saw the ones on my legs. "Oh beautiful what happened to you?" I winced and admitted to them, "My last clients." Jen kissed my lips. "They whipped you?" I nodded in shame.They pulled me down on the couch and Mark’s hand went between my legs. "I promise my Rose you will never be bruised by us." I shook my head "This is the last night." Jen laughed and shook her head. "We have booked you." I rested. As a horse fell, it caused other horses to fall or to swerve to miss the fallen horse. The result was gaps in the line, and that was enough to break up the charge.Meanwhile, my friends were pouring in from both sides to help me with the remaining Comanches. They had lost at least 10-12 warriors as the result of horses falling while running at full speed, so we immediately had a numerical advantage, and I hoped that we could take advantage of that.I was now down to my tomahawk in my right hand.