'Is that the sole reason for your coming' she eyed him closely.'Yes, what other reason could there be' he said.'Did you not come because I am a woman ...nd you like me? Is it not a fact you wanted to be close to a woman. Are you not enjoying being with me' she spoke softly and moving closer she placed a hand on his thighs.Amar was taken back by her questions and unable to answer, he felt numb.Caressing his thighs she said 'I can understand what you Boys like and so does every woman.''But, but.... Master Charles thought carefully - the Oil Treaty had been signed. There was a younger prince, second in line to the throne and studying at Yale. He should be inducted into the Organization as a matter of urgency. Then there would be a little riding 'accident' that would change the destiny of a whole nation! On the path ahead were two figures - a slim blonde-haired but dusky-skinned girl in a white jumpsuit and the familiar figure of the Senator. He easily caught up with them as the girl was. "Your middle name?" Jemma." James?" Good idea," he said, then gave me that grin again. "Jim. Makes me feellike a rough, tough, take no prisoners kind of Jim." That old lady's staring again."He gave a short laugh. "She probably thinks you're too good for me."With Rough Tough Jim in tow I clicked my way out of the cafe withoutattracting too much attention. I think if anybody had stared I'd haverun, screaming, for the toilets, but most people were too engrossed intheir. Nevertheless, I had to look.I hitched my horse to the rail in front of the house and walked inside. Naturally, the place was well covered with dust except for the paths through it made by somebody walking from room to room. I checked the kitchen and found no food lying about, though I did find some trash in one corner. Further searching of the house did not tell me any more, except that there was no one living here now.I picked up my horse and headed to the barn. There were signs that a horse.