"So she wants some men, eh?" chuckled the Emir, "Well, use some of the training eunuchs." As the Master pleases," said the Chief Eunuch, much relieved...that his Master had solved his problem.He had about a dozen eunuchs who had been subjected to surgical vasectomy in adult life and who functioned for all practical purposes as normal men; all practical purposes except for procreation, that is. They were normally used to train the hostess concubines in their duties as entertainers for important. This will be an ongoing requirement in this age. We may need to acquire some people to take care of this on a continuing basis, but for now, we will take care of it internally. Once we are operational, some of the horses will be going with us," I told them."That brings up another problem," Gwyn injected into the meeting. "We will need horses for at least the new Officers and some for the enlisted men if they need to go places." Probably another eight horses at least," Glanda added when her. Once we were in the car and headed for her work, she spouted, "So, you're falling for me, huh?" Maybe. Why do you ask?" I retorted, reflecting her brazenness right back at her."Whaaa..." she stuttered, taken totally off guard.When I let a little grin break my seriousness, she slapped my arm and then pulled in for an orgasm-stirring kiss. You know the kind. The one's that always bring on a lust-filled session of phenomenal sex. Fortunately for us, we were at a stop-light at the time.The light. Perhaps that was the case here. If this girl wanted to be deflowered she had to old enough to know what it was all about. Matt relaxed a bit. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Yes, he would take her and yes, he would make it seem like rape, but he would be as gentle as possible with her and, most of all, he would give her the chance to say no."Carolyn is the girl who lives down the hall," he said, trying to look lecherous."Oh, I'm sorry, I guess I got the wrong apartment," said.