”“So was it non stop sex after that then?”“No, nothing like that. We did have sex but it was probably what people would call vanilla sex these...days but l didn’t care as long as it was with your father. He wanted us to get married, my parents wanted me to go to Uni but it was obvious we were going to be financially secure so l didn’t see any reason for us not to get married. It took the best part of a year as your father wanted me to have a proper fairytale wedding, then we settled into wedded. After a few minutes Shafiqa came in to see her."I have some good news and some bad news," said the concubine, "Which do you want first?" The bad news, please," said Helen after a moment, deciding that the good news would help her get over the bad."You are not going to be sent to Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov on loan again," said Shafiqa."That's good news, I swear," said Helen."Not really. The next time you misbehave badly, Master is going to send you to the slave market to be sold."Helen was. The local church wasn’t supportive. After all, the fathers and mothers of these boys were on the deacons or trustees boards. How could such upstanding people put up with someone like me when their precious sons had died in the car I was, essentially, kidnapped in? The emotional strain was such that I had to get away. My family believed in me, but I just couldn’t face the constant rumors, smears, and sneers of the ‘good’ townspeople. I headed to one of the larger cities in the state. I tried out. I was stunned, but with a growing need to pee, he held me tight, I looked at the other guys, I had never done this before, they all said Do it pee over him, my nerves seemed to hold me back, Mark kissed me hard, then whispered go for it As my pee started to run out, Jim moved, his face now wet with urine, why?, I never have worked out water sports, but I was now peeing at full speed, my urine splashed all over him, and for some reason, I quite enjoyed it now, all inhibitions had gone. Jim stood.