A few security soldiers mingled over coffee while on their break. They laughed at the sudden, but welcomed, break in their five-thirty in the morning ...onotony.Once we arrived at the pool, we stopped dead in our tracks. The sergeant who led the room raids was sitting on the edge of the pool naked as the day he was born with his legs dangling in the water, a bottle of vodka planted between his thighs, obviously stolen from the bar. The man was obviously very drunk, singing and laughing to his own. .. Good morning, Master", I managed to stammer. I tried not to look at His eyes, so filled with anger. "Give me your hand... NOW", He demanded. I tried to casually wipe my fingers on the sheets as I withdrew my hand. His tongue flicked across my fingers; in a move that any other time would have felt erotic. His hand in my hair tightened and He growled low in His throat again. "Get up, slut" He barked at me, and I tried to scramble out of bed, with His hand wound in the long tangled mess flowing. “We used to be friends. Maybe if you could drop the tough guy act you would see that I still care about you.” “You care about me, huh?” he asked, getting in my face. “That’s why you avoid me any chance you get.” “Your friends are the ones I avoid,” I clarified. “Not you.” “You love me, Brian?” he asked. We were inches apart from each other. “What?” I asked, confused. He grabbed at my crotch with one hand and brought my face to his with the other in a rough kiss. I broke away even though I. "I helped him clean up, and we departed. I was tired after my fight, and decided not to go every far before we camped.When I told them about my plans; they started crying and begging me not to make them leave me. I asked Edie about that, and she said there was significant status involved with being the chieftain's woman. "Do they expect me to have sex with them?" I asked."Yes, Husband, they expect to bring you children, like your wives," she explained.I asked Edie and Betsy to come with me..