You are not as young as the other women in his harem, not as unique as them, not as powerful as them. You are but one of[C1] few {5-9}[C2] dozens {10-...4}[C3] tens {25-50}[C4] write inwomen in His harem.Before you joined Him, you were a[D1] warrior {knight, mercenary, etc.}[D2] magic user {sorceress, priestess, witch, etc.}[D3] diplomat/thinker {you worked with your head - merchant, diplomat, etc.}[D4] a simple worker {you worked with your body - farmer, mistress, etc}[D5] write inof a[E1]. It was an empty threat.Then she saw HIM. The man of her nightmares. The dark man with the raversharp mustache above a cruel face. He smiled at her and it was like thesmile of a predatory bird. She gasped in fright and desperately lookedaround for her husband. He wasn't there. The dark man walked closer andhis feet made no sound, she dashed to the other side of the street andhe did the same, he was stalking her. His smile grew in size and crueltyand satisfaction She saw the crooked, sharp yellow. He started out kind of clumsy, but the more he played the more he looked seasoned. In fact, the more I saw his moves the more it reminded me of my own. He went from looking like a rank armature to a pro in the space of an hour. I must be a really good teacher. Josh was back on my mind that night. Probably, because that is all Carrie could talk about at dinner. I was kind of excited to be going to the game Friday night. Just the three of us hanging out all night, I couldn’t wait. In fact I. Sounds like a delightful evening. If I lose, well, big deal, it's notlike I am emotionally invested, but she's going to pick horseface overmoi`? That's not good for the ego. (But Beth may not really ever look atVeronica's face, she is a busty lass.)Mistress Johnson returns, with that same frozen smile. "Veronica, Bethwould like to speak to you." I get the full attitude from Ms. Thing overthere as sie trots (yes I picked a horse reference on purpose) on pastme."Jezebel, I am so sorry, this.