I grinned at her. Sam dropped down and started wiping up the spill with a paper towel.“Well?” I dared Max.“I’m not it,” she said, sipping he... cocoa without nasal involvement.“You’re up, Sam,” I said and touched her thigh with my toe to catch her attention.“OK, I’ll...” She saw my face: hers was soaked in nervous worry, but mine was adorned with silliness. We both felt better when she laughed. She rose to her knees, kissed my nose, and then stuck her tongue out at me as she moved to stand. I. “No,” admitted Nicola, “My Arabic is improving, but I couldn’t keep up with that speech.”“My Master spoke quickly because he is afraid of the head nurse,” came the surprising explanation, “He was afraid she would order them all out before the ceremonies were complete.”“And he would have gone?” asked Nicola, never having seen anyone order the Emir about.“Oh yes. But he managed to finish before she sent him on his way.”“If I may ask, what ceremonies were they?”“Oh, Princess, did nobody explain?. Her dress was wet through, like her hair. The men could see her shapely thighs clad in wet silky material. Her bum could be seen rolling in motion with her slow walk past the caged, leering men. They could see she had nothing underneath. Kieran, housed in the neighbouring cell could not contain himself. As Miss Masters past him the second time he grabbed her skirt, tearing it clean off! The captain’s daughter squealed indignantly. She was naked! Her rear end glistened in the oil light, the men. I kept hearing Gerald say, "any woman... anything you want...".I awoke in the darkness of my room, sweaty and painfully hard. I haven't decided if I was in heaven or hell. My mouth was dry and my lips felt swollen. So I sat up, swinging my bare feet to the floor and holding my head in my hands.I could do it - I could go to Amy or mom right now, get a blow job to help me sleep, or fuck them and finally loose that stigma of being a virgin finally.But perhaps I should just jerk off - like I did.