" It started out innocently enough. We went up to the well to get water. It was the first time we had been out of the house since the other thing happ...ned in the square. We were met at the well by two women, who I thought were nurses or something. They told me that they were concerned for my health and offered to give me an exam after what had happened to me. I said okay, and we went into this medical place and the next thing I knew, we were both having sex with these men, but for some reason,. " I told her. "I can usually find a way in if I want to. In this case it was fairly easy because I knew some of your dad's passwords. He is not always a careful as he should be when he is working at home." Are you telling me that you can hack into other people's computers?" She asked. "Could you get into mine?" Yours would be easier than most," I told her, "since you have some of the passwords you use most often pinned to the notice board above the desk. I am guessing that you also have a list. “You mean a threesome?”“Well ... yes.”“And Nicola agreed?”“Yes.”“Very well. You shall both have your opportunity tomorrow night,” answered the Emir after a very brief reflection.“Oh thank you, Master.”The Emir pulled Nicola’s mother towards him and held her. They soon fell asleep together.The following night Nicola and her mother had been selected for the Emir’s bed as he promised. They were jointly prepared with the usual thoroughness of bathing, massaging, shaving and being bathed again. Your father is rich, a ‘captain of industry’, owns a mine or a mill or something like that. He’s always had money and you have always been spoilt, he bought you whatever you wanted. However, he didn't always let you have your own way. No, he was strict in that sense, overprotective and quite religious. A Muslim of course, you wore Islamic dress from a young age, even before you started to develop. Loose fitting clothes covering your body and the obligatory head scarf concealing your long black.