"Something stabbed me." She held her hand out and showed him the trickle of blood coming from the palm of her hand."Oh, that looks painful."Even as he...said it, Dave watched Rebecca's eyes glaze over and turn glassy. She fell back against the car. The blood on her hand, all but forgotten as she clutched her stomach and moaned."You okay, Becky?" I ... Oh, shit!" Beck? What's wrong?"She was panting, trying to catch her breath as her hand slid down her shirt to her white, billowy skirt and over her. I didn't realize it was that obvious. And I didn't think anybody would really be looking that close at me anyway, with all these skinny young women walking around half lit."I looked at her, admiring her curves, her soft white breasts, and thinking about what might happen int hat room. "Sandy, you're more of a woman than all the rest of them put together. I love your curves, and the way you move them!" We'll see about that, big man." She took my hand and led me to the chair next to the pole,. In the short time that we’d been in Baghdad, each of the women had found suitors, even knowing that they had been slaves before. I had a feeling that Braka and Baha would end up together as soon as she returned from Europe.----.----It was late March before we saw Rouen again and I was as glad to be home as I was sad. I’m always glad to be home again after a long absence but I’d traveled through considerably less than a quarter of the former Ilkhanate territory, which looked on maps to be only. Next morning, after ordering a lunch cunningly calculated to excite and stimulate Alice's lascivious instincts, I made the usual tour of inspection 'round my flat, and from sheer force of habit, I began to test the mechanism concealed in the Snuggery furniture, then suddenly remembered that its assistance was now no longer needed; it had done its duty faithfully; with its help I had stripped, tortured, and violated Alice—and today she was coming of her own free will to be fucked.The reflection.