He’d been trying to make it home one night in a snowstorm, when a patch of black ice sent his car careening head-on into a telephone pole. He hadn�...t been wearing a seatbelt and his head had gone through the windshield, lodging him there until the paramedics arrived. While he’d recovered physically, the nightmares had all but completely destroyed him mentally, and emotionally. As a writer, the income from his previously published novels sustained him marginally, but he’d unable to do any real. Not long after this general upheaval King Phillip of Macedon moved to make his own conquest and bring the Scythians under his rule.Entering Scythian territory he met little resistance. Making good progress King Phillip camped his army deep in enemy lands. When a sandstorm approached they hunkered down in their tents until it passed.The following morning Scythians scouts were sighted: a welcome change given the fact that Nashi's forces had been purposely avoiding him.Ordering his own scouts. I opened the door to find Julie, Monica's 18 year-old girlfriend from school; she stepping into the house quickly, telling me that she was here to tan in the yard with Monica. Catching me by surprise she was halfway up the steps to Monica's room before I was able to start telling her that Monica wasn't home. My couldn't even finish the sentence before she was at the top of the steps and entering Monica's room. I started up the steps to tell her where Monica was only to find that Julie was. Brenda lay there listening to the shower running. She didn't want to be left alone while Master played golf! She scolded herself for thinking that. She was a slave. Slaves do what they’re told. She wondered if this sort of thing would happen often if she were a 24/7 slave. She ran over the whole confusing issue of a 24/7 slave lifestyle compared to her occasional stints as a slave. So far this was the longest consecutive period of time she had submitted to being a slave. Brenda was not.