You wore me out last night you know.” Cali’s smile beamed up at James, who carried the plate of eggs, fresh fruit, toasted English muffin, strawbe...ry jam, and glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, over to her on a tray. James grabbed the remote, pushed a button, and suddenly music welled up from the hidden speakers in the bedroom. Sammy Davis, Jr. singing “Something’s Gotta Give” washed over them, setting the mood. The big band sound carried them away in nostalgia to a more romantic and. “I thought my eyes were giving me away again, girl, but this time you are the one mistaken!” He thrust the letter at me. “Slovenia, see?”I glanced at the letter long enough to see that indeed it did say, ‘Bratislava, Slovenia’, but stood my ground firmly. “Mayhap the letter does say so, Uncle James, but the residents of Bratislava consider themselves Slovakians, not Slovenians.”This quite consternated him, and he left a second time, returning shortly with a large atlas of maps. “Show me,” he. I honestly had no idea, I highly doubted someone came from an arcade or chuck e cheeses and left some tokens at a sex shop. But then again, in this day and age, it wouldnt have really surprised me if that was the case. The cashier must have heard us talking cause she whistled at us and pointed to the back corner of the store. I was curious now and Kara led the way, swaying her hips in front of me and smiling at me over her shoulder. In the corner was a doorway with a curtain hanging in front of. "I'm going hunting tomorrow, and I though you might enjoy participating," the Emir said."Hunting? What on earth do you hunt, here?" the girl asked, intrigued, "Lions? If you're serious and I have a choice, yes, I'll join you. Anything to get out of this place, even if it's only for an hour or two." Actually, we hunt women and tomorrow you will be our quarry," explained the Emir, "The Chief Eunuch will fill in the details."Fatima was horrified at the thought of being hunted, and presumably.