."Miranda stepped back from the microphone as the spectators applauded and the old man returned with a peculiar gleam in his eye and an envelope. "Her... you are," he said simply holding it out to her and glancing at the sea of people, "enjoy your prize, Ms. Lilcamp."Miranda nodded, and was about to thank him again when Nezumi let out a sudden quiet hiss. "Nezumi?" she inquired quietly, accepting the envelope and glancing in puzzlement at her rattata, "What is it, dearest?"The rattata's eyes. "Robinson realised that any woman captured in Tirfil had probably been raped thoroughly by the army before the Emir acquired her, and he did not really fancy the army's leavings. However he knew that it would be impolite to refuse, and he could always sell her if he didn't like her, or even give her to his deputy, Colin."Thank you, Sir," he said."Her name is Charlotte somebody. She is healthy, and I have used her myself, so don't worry on that score," explained the Emir.Naturally nothing was. I have been hard for you all damn day. If you were in the office today I think I would have had to take you right then and there." He whispered into my ear.I felt my breath catch in my throat as he took my earlobe into his mouth, and gently sucked. His hands went to my breasts and he began to touch them through my shirt."Jade, show me where your bedroom is." He said kissing my neck softly. I turned around to face him and his arms pulled me closer. His lips touched mine in a gentle kiss and then. Now her soft, light brown hair framed fuller cheeks, hazel eyes, long lashes, and pouty lips. And her figure was definitely that of a young, fecund woman. Bobby adored her way back when, and he was destined to do so now.Over tuna salad sandwiches and tomato soup Susan explained their need. The discussion did not go exactly as planned ... It went better.“Y’all knew us as kids, and we loved you,” Susan began. “We’re not kids anymore, but to the world in general we are. We need help, but not much.