Nicola noticed with some amusement that even her fingernails were painted with the same shade of nail varnish.~Salaam aleikhum. Welcome Princess. Will...you take refreshment?~ she asked in Kobekistani Arabic.~No refreshments, ~ Sharifa replied sharply in the same language, ~Cut out the Princess, Highness will do. Speak only in English as my friend does not know Arabic.~“As your Highness wishes,” the hostess continued, “This way please; I have reserved a table for you.”Sharifa ignored the woman. Last night she had been taken to make love to Frederica. But, instead of being allowed to spend the night with her, she had been taken back to her quarters after only a couple of hours. There had been tears each young woman's eyes as they were forcibly parted.So far she had been taught fencing, dagger fighting, boxing and chariot pulling. This last was her least favourite activity. She might have been a good middle distance runner at school, but pulling a cart behind her was different to. I knewit. I sped up and as I did so the zapper went off. Steven went from abrief second of panic to blinding agony all in a flash. No wonder theydidn't feel the need to have a warm body down here - they had somethingbetter; an "invisible fence." Just like they use to keep dogs in a yardwithout having to put up a real fence, the folks who set up the securityfor the mansion set it up so that if a sissy somehow manages theimpossible and gets out of the mansion and then tries getting off. .. which meant she must have gone to another one in the mall. Which meant she could be anywhere. I tried the cell phone again and was unsurprised when I got her voice mail. I left a message haranguing her about not answering her phone and telling her to get back to me. I tried to keep it light, but I was getting angrier by the minute and I know it probably entered the tone of my voice.I wandered over to one of the closer restrooms, by Barnes and Noble. It was mostly devoid of life, and.