Don't strangle them, sell them," replied the Emir, "This gives other men the chance to have in their harems women who may have slept with the Emir, or...even two Emirs."The announcement of this competition caused great excitement among the heads of the various families in Kobekistan who had suitable women for use as entrants. There was not time to prepare a woman specially, so it was rather pot-luck as to whether a particular patriarch had a suitable virgin in his harem. Many women were married. But I guess it had only been a bad idea, and someone had fixed it. I got a cellular phone for my 14th birthday and I couldn't even imagine not having one now, barely a few months later."Hello?" Hey, Sam, what's up?" It was my sister Darin, everybody calls her Dare, but not because she's adventurous or anything, she isn't. Dare is a total bookworm, way more than me, and a thousand times more than Stacy. Darin does homework the way kids eat ice cream, as fast as they can until they get a. ‘…didn’t think I’d recognize you, did ya? I seen ya downtown before, I just had to watch and you done showed up. I spent $450 on our date, you slip out the back door and disappear. You owe me. You can give me $1,450 to cover the cost of the date and the bitch I hired to replace you in my bed or I will fuck you for the rest of the day and take pictures of the entire thing. The first person to get the photos will be your honey.’ He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her up the stairs. You could. Thats what you think about at night, when I can hear you panting in your room? As silly as it seems – under the circumstances – I felt my face grow hot. And who do you imagine you would be inside? Someone at school? No, Grandma. I pretend its you! She sighed. I told them, it was a bad idea to dump you in my lap. Didnt think you would literally end up there though. Gran stood up. Well, I am still feeling frustrated from your admittedly enthusiastic – but sadly unpractised efforts – and I can see.