“Fighting me will not solve anything. It will only make things harder for you.” I ask, “Why? Why me? What do you want with me?” “I’ve bee... hunting you, following your every move; day after day.” He trails his finger down my face towards my neck. “So soft. You’re like the finest silk.” I struggle again. “Please don’t touch me. You don’t want me.” He laughs and says, “Yes. I do want you You are the one I have been searching for; the one that will make me whole again.” “Whole? What are you. It was courtesy for traders to stop in and present themselves to the various local rulers, and announce their intentions, and make a small gift, not a bribe but more acknowledgement that one was submissive to the power of the ruler.The new people sold the wool from the sheep to the caravan for food and weapons, and set off on their own, to make whatever life they could, the good fates willing. Adding them to the caravan would have overtaxed their supplies, and the best cure for slavery was. But come on, we shall talk a while, and try to find a solution-We went to his place. I told him I wanted a wash. He said,-I want a wash too. Shall we…--…no imad--okay-He said in a disappointed voice.After I washed myself, I had started to feel good again. I went back to the living room.After that, while I was sitting there, imad also came back after having a wash.-hey hameeda, would you like something to drink?--well…some coffee, if you do not bother--sure-He made coffee for me and gave me a. We did not say much about it the next morning. About three that afternoon Judy said, ‘Do you think I should call Gill now?’ ‘Do what you want.’ ‘Give me his number!’ She called him. The speaker was on so I could hear everything. ‘Hi Gil, This is Judy, what’s happening?’ ‘Hi Judy, I didn’t think I would hear from you. I did think John would be calling and apologizing to me.’ Judy replied, ‘I want to say that I am sorry for last night.’ Gil asked, ‘Is John there?’ ‘No he had to go get some gas,.