"The slave pondered for a moment. "A harem? What would that be like?" From what I've been told, you spend a lot of time lying around, waiting you turn...with the Emir, or whoever he gives you to. Depending on the size of the harem, you may wait weeks until you have your turn." It sounds boring." I don't know much about it, but I'm sure it has its rewards."Now comes the moment of truth. Since their bids are so close, I'm going let you make the final decision. I have a favorite, but I'll leave it. You are mine Barbara, and I am yours, forever."Part 2God, but her elbow was hurting again. Barb sighed as she made her way up the path to her house. She hated her job at the post office, but it paid the bills. Hopefully, Adam's writing would pay off soon. A smile crossed her lips as she thought about him. Maybe he should focus more of his time on writing his novel, but it was hard to object to the activities he pursued so strenuously. With that thought filling her mind, she opened the door to. When I thought about it later, as we were balling our brains out in my big old bed, I remembered that I had actually seen her for the first time as she walked into the bar. That makes me a liar? Big deal! That time she was just a long pair of legs in a short skirt. It wasn't until she sat down, and I watched that fabric stretching itself close to breaking point, that she became the object of my desire; the stuff of my dreams. I grabbed my glass from the table and raised it to my lips, so that I. " Right," I agreed.Now, what happens to an object if you hit it with your single molecule thick group of locked molecules edge on?" But its water," I blurted out at first thought. "It would be pretty harmless, wouldn't it?" Left to itself, of course," Bud lectured. "But it isn't being left to itself, is it. You have the molecules locked. Their behavior and physical properties, such as hardness, are modified by your ability. Given that, a monomolecular line of water could and would act like the.