It’s hard to believe that it’s been over twenty years since I met the young woman you will know as Yasmeena in my latest book, YASMEENA’S CHOICE. There is a long history attached to this book. I had written THE RAPE OF KUWAIT soon after Iraq invaded Kuwait August 1990, and the book became an instant bestseller. Seven months later, after Saddam’s forces fled from Kuwait to Iraq, I flew into Kuwait on the FREEDOM FLIGHT. I then remained in that war-torn country for nearly a month, traveling and meeting Kuwaitis and others who had survived a brutal occupation. To my surprise, the Kuwaiti government gave me full access to women of various nationalities who had been kidnapped and held in Kuwaiti neighborhood prisons, as sex slaves by the Iraqi soldiers. After entering the villa where the young women were being housed, I met one of the most courageous young women I’ve ever known. While I met a number of rape victims, Yasmeena was the only rape victim I interviewed who provided me with intimate detail of the brutalities she had endured, and survived. And, unlike most rape victims, she WANTED her story told. She insisted, in fact. I’m never had any person make a stronger impression on me than that young Lebanese woman. I believed that I would come home from Kuwait and write her story. But I did not. I set the book aside. There were a variety of reasons that I postponed writing the story of Yasmeena, and of the repercussions of war rape. But the book inside me did not slumber peacefully. Many were the times I remembered Yasmeena, and what she had endured. I remembered her expressive face as she nearly screamed out her story. I remembered the high sound of her voice as she described scenes one could scarcely imagine. I remembered the swiftness of her movements as she leapt from her chair, into the air, and then to the chair once again. Her heartrending story was one of the most horrific this author has ever heard. Yasmeena’s story is timeless, because even as I write these words, vast numbers of innocent women are being raped by men who are claiming their bodies as war booty. I have alerted my readers that YASMEENA’S CHOICE is necessarily graphic, for without the detail provided to me by a war rape victim, none of us could imagine the horror of what so many women have endured. I hope that you read this important book. I hope that afterward, you contact your government officials and tell them that you expect all world communities to join forces to instate practical steps to ensure that war rape criminals will receive the harshest possible punishments. We must stand together and face the perils facing so many innocent girls and women. I believe that you will agree that all of us have a common duty to the human race to stop the worst offenses of war and violence.