. Leave now. It won't take long." No," Linda said, shaking her head and folding her arms."Linda, you're trying my patience. Leave, this moment, NOW."L...nda stared at her father whose long, strong arm was pointing at the doorway. Although her father's rage scared her, Linda stood her ground and once more said no. He lunged toward Linda, his hand still raised."Go ahead. Hit me... if that makes you feel better."Fred and Linda stood there eyeball to eyeball for what it seemed an eternity. Fred could. Nevertheless a number of local dignitaries assembled in the Throne Room and each brought a gift, mostly large and opulent, with the intention of impressing the Emir as a preliminary to asking a favour. Several brought virgins to offer as concubines. One brought a eunuch who was a highly skilled chef. One even brought a horse, a very fine Arab stallion which disgraced its provider on the Throne Room floor.These live gifts were embarrassing to varying degrees. The girls could just be put in the. Where ever that line intersects something, that’s where the bullet goes when I pull the trigger. I don’t need to put the rifle to my shoulder and aim it. I don’t have to get into any specific position to fire my rifle. All I have to do is put that line on the target and pull the trigger.“I have total control over that line. I can move both arms and my whole body to get that line where ever I want it to be. I can fall out of a tree and hit a target before I hit the ground. I can be bouncing. " That you'd get a spanking?"Liz looked down at her toes. "No, Ma'am"."I want you to go to your room. I'll send one of the maids up to help you out of your dress. I'll be up in a little while. I want you to think about what a naughty girl you've been."Liz was sitting on the bed looking down at the carpet when the maid Fionna came in. Fionna was only a couple years older than Liz. She helped Liz out of the dress and made sympathetic noises about the trouble Liz was in. Fionna took her dress and.