..speak!'' He demanded as he sat next to me, he searched my face for an answer or sign of life. ''I... I don't know what you expect me to say. You eit...er bought me or had me kidnapped! What am I supposed to say to that?'' I blurted out in a rage as I threw the pillow down beside me. ''You have been grossly misinformed, my dear. Your uncle GAVE you to me, as a gift for investing in his company. I would never try to buy you, let alone kidnap you! He told me you agreed with him about the. We do not have fuel for a go around heading 221," the pilot replied."Roger Atlantic 709, do you still want distance and altitude," Morton Tower."Roger Morton," Atlantic 709."Atlantic 709 we show you 1 mile and 1000 feet," Morton Tower."MAYDAY, MAYDAY, Morton Tower, Atlantic 709; we have lost number one engine - we are out of fuel."Everyone that was inside the terminal was now standing outside in the swirling snow."Atlantic 709 you are half a mile out on perfect alignment for runway 22," Morton. Mohammed and the Arabs laughed.The Arabs came and placed leather collars on the neck of each white guy. This was to remind them of who they were now and what their new lives were all about.?Now you three better start obeying your new Sahibas!!!!? Mohammed suggested.?Hey why the sad face!! You three can be with us now!! I mean you are no longer men who can have sex with us!!! Now first and foremost, you must always call me and Fatima Sahiba and never speak out of turn!!!? Samara. " Good. I still don't know yet..." Mom, no problem," I said while I pulled my sweater over my head.When Mom came back with clothes over her arm, I stood there in my newunderwear. She gave me some white pantyhose."Careful pulling them on, you can't do it just like a pair of pants."Ought I tell Mom now, that I had considerable experience with pantyhose?Better not. I pulled them on and pretended to being a little clumsy."Arms up." Great quantities of material rustled around me. It was a whiteslip,.