There Goes the Neighborhood?

It was fascinating to watch in action. Cindy succumbed to Faheem in short order. Then it was Hannah, to the Egyptian Abbas. Then Amber to the Malian Ousmane. Then Bianca to the Egyptian Abubaker. And finally, Allie to Yusuuf's cousin, Oussama.

It'd taken months to accomplish. Months to establish that perhaps how they raised was the wrong teachings. Months to introduce new Bulls to the group slowly, to identify the best chemistry, and to partner them up. Months of daily coffee rituals, building up a more submissive attitude in the wives. Months of bringing them to the brink of conversion. And now, when their husbands and children departed, their study group sessions were happy and boisterous, and the sessions with the African Muslim lovers wanton and joyous.

But decades of old teachings were hard to break. Elizabeth reflected on that, playing outside with her children. These women were still married to their husbands, still attending church on Sundays. Would that change now that the wives had tasted forbidden fruit?