I was a paying customer and I had the right to enjoy the room for at least the morning, didn’t I? I had awoken that morning from an erotic dream, a ...ecurring erotic dream. Every time I had this dream I woke up so horny and yet alone in bed and this morning was no exception. I had slept naked like usual and felt no urge to put on any clothes, I liked feeling free, feeling natural. I roamed comfortably around the room and even pulled open the curtains and stood on the veranda, breathing in the. Quitean attention getter, as his mother said. She was envious as Marty wasmore top heavy than she or his sister.He headed back to his favorite shop, Victoria's Secret and browsed thebras. While he let his hands brush the satin cups, he covertly watchedthe women shoppers. A mother and her daughter were comparing thong andbikini underwear, gathering a selection to try on in the changingrooms. Marty began to fantasize about being in the fitting rooms,slipping on the slinky panties and snugging. "They chatted for a few more minutes while Arabella finished her drink. Wolfe, asked more questions than he answered, skillfully interrogated Arabella about Monterey without divulging any information about himself. He tried to get Arabella to accompany him, insisting that he could provide protection from whatever bandits were in the forest but Arabella, thinking of her argument with Simon, declined. She cheerfully bade Wolfe farewell as she walked back to her car and continued down the forest. Finally the Emir wrote personally to Khan Habib demanding that the incursions stop forthwith and threatening punitive action if they did not.This elicited an insolent reply from Khan Habib which made the Emir certain that his neighbour not only knew about the raids, but was actively encouraging them. “We will wait for a couple of weeks and see if the raids stop. He may see sense and this may just be a face-saving reply,” said the Emir.When the raids did not stop, the Emir’s anger knew no.