"He moved even closer and, to her horror and utter disgust,Amethea could feel his hard, erected member through his breechcloths on hernaked thigh."Ooo...ohh... and you canbelieve me, my pretty one: If you don?t knowanything, if you can?t tell me anything that couldsatisfy Lord Arrakur?s curiosity... then you willspend days, perhaps weeks in my capable hands until I have broken you socompletely, that there will be nothing left of your will or strength.Oh yes, I do hope that you don?tknow. They poured us each a mug and we sat chewing over the state of parliament, the price of fish nowadays and most other equally interesting topics as folks do, when Ada suggested I ate with them on Saturday as matron was off to her daughters. I managed to keep a straight face and thanked her as you do and Matron asked if I was ready to take her to the shops, I had forgotten about that and was midway through a painting job on part of our loco, so Ted being Ted, and needing some rivets anyway. Samira kept packing, rhythmically moving from bureau to suitcase.Tariq scouted the Kaa’bah. He gazed at the station of Abraham who built this house of stone, the meteorite from the heavens providing the last piece to this overwhelming puzzle.Allah had empowered him to bring the faith to the West. Tariq shivered at the thought. He despised the West and its cursed lands, which bedeviled Allah’s will. He remembered Imam Shabbir and his dying words. He remembered a slogan on a wall in Lahore: CRUSH. "I don't feel like going out, but you go ahead. Come back and get me if you find anything interesting."I said, "Okay," never realizing what the night would bring.When I stepped out of the hotel into the balmy spring evening, I had no idea where I was going. I was following my feet and enjoying Paris's old-world charm when I came upon a group of stores off the main thoroughfare. I was pleasantly surprised to see one of the stores sold adult books and videos.I went in. Small booths, like.