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libido.”
    “It has not.”
    “Your entire brain, then.”
    “No. Dawn, these are eight men who have allowed themselves
to live in my aunt’s mansion as nothing but love slaves! It’s sick!”
    “Here’s a question for you. If your bidet broke and you
needed to hire a plumber, wouldn’t you want somebody who did nothing but work
as a plumber? You wouldn’t want somebody who was a preschool teacher and just
repaired bidets on the side, right? So if you’re looking for sex, wouldn’t you
want somebody who does nothing but fuck for a living?”
    “That’s called a prostitute.”
    “Yeah, but for now let’s call them professional love slaves.
When do I get to see the harem?”
    “I honestly don’t feel you’re mature enough to handle it.”
    “Oh, don’t be such a wench,” said Dawn, swatting her on the
arm.
    “You’re going to embarrass me.”
    “Then introduce me and leave. Slide food under the door
every once in a while.” Dawn grinned. “I’m only kidding. Give me a quick tour
of the harem and then we’ll come back and see how many channels you get. Maybe
we should page Rupert and ask.”
    “Don’t page Rupert. I’ll take you to the harem.”
    * * * * *
    Dawn’s jaw dropped almost to her cleavage as they entered
the harem. The guys were all in the main room, shirtless and posing. Julian was
doing his push-ups. Carl was standing right by the door, and he’d apparently
oiled up his chest.
    “Melanie, welcome back!” he said. “I see you’ve brought a
lovely guest.” He extended his hand toward Dawn. “I’m Carl. And you are…?”
    Dawn gazed around the room in awe. “Huh?”
    “He wants to know your name,” said Melanie.
    “Oh. Tell him.”
    “Carl, this is Dawn. Dawn, Carl.”
    “I’m very pleased to meet you,” said Carl, shaking her hand.
    “Yeah,” said Dawn.
    Carl took them around the room and introduced Dawn to all of
the men. By the seventh guy, she’d recovered enough from the shock to say her
name in a semi-coherent manner.
    “So, ladies, go ahead and change into your swimsuits,” Carl
urged. “The water slide is open for business.”
    Melanie led Dawn to the sauna, letting the door swing closed
behind them.
    “You didn’t fuck any of them?” asked Dawn.
    “No.”
    “Melanie, these men are…they’re romance novel cover models!
You said they take skills tests, have minimum length requirements, are
guaranteed disease-free, and will obey your every command, and you didn’t even kiss one of them?”
    “Sorry to disappoint you.”
    “That’s just wrong. That’s like having a box of Godiva
chocolates and throwing it in the trash. What kind of person takes a box of
Godiva chocolates and throws it in the trash? Godiva chocolates! You
just don’t do that to them!”
    “Put on your swimsuit and shut up.”
    The women quickly changed out of their clothes. Melanie had
seen her friend naked before, but still felt that tinge of jealousy seeing
Dawn’s slim body and small but firm breasts. Then she let out a snort of
laughter.
    “What?” asked Dawn.
    “Please tell me you didn’t shave especially for your harem
visit.”
    Dawn glanced down at her completely shaved pussy. “That
doesn’t sound like something I’d do.” She pulled on her bikini bottom. Hot pink
and quite revealing.
    “Jesus, why don’t you just wear a thong while you’re at it?”
    “Hey, you’ve got the tits, I’ve got the ass.” Dawn put on
her matching hot pink bikini top while Melanie got into her boring blue bathing
suit. “So do they really just sit there all day, posing?”
    “Absolutely.”
    “This place is fucking awesome.”
    They walked out of the sauna, and it was immediately clear
that Dawn’s swimsuit was capturing the men’s attention.
    “So how does this work?” Dawn asked.
    “How does what work?”
    “This. The harem. Do I shout for their attention or
something?”
    “Why? What are you going to do?”
    “Nothing bad, I promise.” Dawn let loose with a