All of a sudden, I feel a fingertip lightly brush against my leg,making me jump and squeal in surprise into the gag, trying to figureout what was goin... on since no one was supposed to be home. Quickly Ireach out, trying to grab the keys for my handcuffs that I left rightnext to me.My heart beats faster as I feel the stranger dig around in my ear,suddenly feeling the pop of wind as one of my ear plugs is pulled out."Well hello there, sissy," I hear you whisper, somewhat relievedthat it's you and. At one point they both glanced at each other. Josh smiled at her and gave a quick half wink to her. The girls finished walking around and went back to their cabin before supper that night. Liz couldn't help but think about Josh and wonder about him. Did he have a girlfriend, should she be thinking about him as much as she was, or should she just forget about him and look for a nice guy her age. The next day came and the students got their weekly schedule of activities. Liz had basketball. She had been used to the smaller and spread-out Seattle, but Chicago seemed so much different. The buildings were shorter and simple. She was lost in the sounds of trains passing by and the thick traffic that seemed stuck in every direction, so unlike what she had known. The people in the streets said hello to her, where as she had always been used to being stone-walled. Back home she had always felt that if she didn’t live in an artistic neighborhood, she didn’t really fit in. Here it was. None had entered his bedroom more than twice a year, some only once in their lives. The Head Wife, Djamilla, and the second, Davina, had spent a number of nights in his room, but even they were rarely able to see him at their own request.Djamilla, the late Emir Ibrahim's Head Wife was the most apprehensive of all the women, since she alone of the wives and concubines remembered his accession and the way he had had dealt with his father's harem. Every female had been strangled on the first day.