The Agony of Failure
The Agony of Failure The Sultan looked at the three captives huddled before him. His eyes narrowedwith a cruel delight as he studied the delightfully curved figures of the twonative girls and their white companion. All were good looking, despite the rags they hadused to disguise themselves. Now, after the struggle of their arrests, thegenerous curves and smooth skin of their bodies could be seen through the numerousrips and rents in their shabby clothing. The oldest of them was the...