Epilogue

Carrie bred multiple heirs for the Sheikh. She was the perfect wife for Ibrahim -- socially acceptable to Westerners, but completely adherent to Ibrahim's whims and Islam's requirements. Eventually, they retired back to Saudi Arabia, where Carrie and her children spoke fluent Arabic.

She left her mark, however. Many of her students took the hijab themselves, and her sister, Cassie, was well-bred by Fahd. And of course, she left her mark on you -- her faithful eunuch servant. You serviced the inclined men, an unspoken taboo in every house you were in with Carrie. And when Carrie retired to the Middle East, she ensured she had a place in her home for you. You felt there were more ideal ends, but as an Arabic youth pounded your pantied, feminized ass in a guest bedroom of the Sheikh's manse, you were hard pressed to think of one at the moment.