Our best encounters, however, happened in the safety of my bedroom. I would spend hours laying naked with him on my bed where he would lick me until I...couldn’t take it and made him stop. Then he’d cuddle me for a while. It never got old but I yearned for more. I didn’t really know what but I couldn’t wait to discover it.On my 14th birthday my amazing mother had gotten me a computer and I was ecstatic! At the first opportunity I started looking for all the answers to the questions that plagued. Again Georgina laughed. Okay, I'll leave the baseball bat at home. No really said Melinda. You need to be a little careful; Expats have a lot of liberties here, but the religious police are always at the back trying to catch us out. Something about jealousy of being a group of elite Europeans, rather than elite Arabs. However, saying that, in the time I've been here, I'm only once been caught in a raid and they were very polite, and believe me I've been to some very dodgy. As she looked at him with satisfaction still glimmering in her eyes… she noticed his tousled hair, his beautiful lips and his eyelids shut in what she thought was a deep sleep. She would not wake him. She would let him dream his peaceful dream. Gently she slid back into bed as not to arouse him. She stretched out on her side with her head resting upon the comfortable pillow that she loved. Her back facing him, she was just about to fall into a deep slumber when she felt his arm reach out for. Close to bedtime, I got into my car and drove to the drugstore. I bought what I needed and knocked on Pam’s front door. Lacy answered.“It’s awful late, don’t you think,” she said, blocking the doorway.I opened my bag and showed her what I had. She just smiled and let me in. I grabbed a towel out of the linen closet and lightly knocked on Pam’s bedroom door.“It’s open.”I went in and she gave me a look.“What are you doing here?” she asked.“I thought I might help you get to sleep,” I said, as I.