Swearing under his breath, he took off after her, angered she'd run off without determining whether it was safe or not.As he cleared the corner, he sa... she was chasing a young boy. Figured he wasn't who they were after, and wasn't likely to be a threat, he slowed down and stopped."Alice, don't—" His shouted instructions were cut short by a pop sound that David, despite his inexperience with it, recognized as the sound of gunfire. Spinning around, he broke into a run, heading back to the same. I have to admit that I didn't notice the gun at first. She was wearing a camisole and "boyshort" pajama set. "Is everything okay?" she asked."Yes. I shouldn't have gone to sleep so early last night. It's nice to see you're on your toes." Dan explained my basic duties and Sam filled me in on more. Do you have time for a little chat this morning?" Sure. Would you like some coffee?" I would prefer hot tea."I told her to have a seat and I would nuke some water."Should I put on a robe or something?". James was practically drooling at the sight of Sandy’s firm round ass.“Oooohhh, where are you going,” Lisa whined disappointedly.“Roll over,” Sandy ordered pushing herself up into a sitting position.“But I wanted to take care of you first.”“You can do that later, right now it’s time to fuck.”Lisa reluctantly rolled over onto her stomach then rose up on her hands and knees. At the same time, Sandy moved behind her boss and positioned herself between Lisa’s parted legs. James’ eyes nearly flew. Later that day he was utterly astonished to be called to the Golden Palace himself, though only to see Kamal Qumsiyeh, the Head of Protocol to the Emir. Still the Head of Protocol could, presumably, arrange an audience if 'persuaded' by a suitable inducement to do so.Ramzy El-Najjar was finally convinced that he had lost all of his senses when he was told that the Emir wished to host his wedding in three days time. Now convinced that this was some mistaken identity, Ramzy El-Najjar explained.