“I am, but what we do isn’t for excitement; well, at least not for me. I mean, yes, you get me off and it’s awesome, but that’s not the point ...f what we do.”“I was just yanking your chain a bit,” I replied.“Oh, I know. And if you want to do other stuff, or be more energetic, or whatever, we can.”I shook my head, “Wouldn’t that be making the same mistake you made with Joel?”“I guess it would, wouldn’t it?”“I think so. Have you heard anything from that company you talked to?”“They’re pretty sure. In the meantime, they were busily turning out the crossbow with a simple hickory bow and the magazine that held ten bolts.Except for Zuela, all my wives and concubines rode with me today. When we met Mirikar and Torkelar, they had ten men with them. Four of the men were driving new wagons with supplies for the workers in the valley. They had wood, nails, burnt lime, glue, and food. Several of the men were riding horses and trailing a string of mules. Four of the men would use the mules to bring. I pulled off my bra and headed to the showers, still pondering the mystery. The only pattern I could detect was it did seem to be given out by those people who engaged in sex more freely. I shook my head and stepped under the cool spray. I'd hardly turned on the hot water, my body still sticky hot. It wasn't only to mark those who you've had sex with, otherwise I wouldn't have received one from Earl. I'd seen him strip, granted, but that's not the same as having sex."Ahhh" The keys were chased. I saw plenty of older women who had the hots for Eddie, and in fact they seemed even more eager than the young ones. I'll give you an example.The wife of the president of the country club where we worked was a woman named Madison Freemantle. She was typical of the upper crust women we saw around the club -- tan, blonde, late 40s, in excellent shape from hours of tennis and golf every day, moved like a panther and had a killer smile. She came from money, she went to the best schools and belonged.