He was usually the first kid to take off his shirt at any event, game, or gathering with his friends. At the beach or at the pool, he was often the on...y boy who wore a speedo, and he loved that distinction. He couldn’t help knowing everyone thought he was gorgeous, and learned to capitalize on his looks everywhere he went in both subtle and not-so-subtle ways.Being frequently left to do as he pleased, Ryan started exploring sex when he was barely 12. He hit puberty a little earlier than most. Anything to get out of this place, even if it's only for an hour or two." Actually, we hunt women and tomorrow you will be our quarry," explained the Emir, "The Chief Eunuch will fill in the details."Fatima was horrified at the thought of being hunted, and presumably killed at the end of the day. She scarcely noticed as the Emir signalled to the next woman he came across to join him in his bed that night.The instruction session with the Chief Eunuch was not, on the whole, very helpful, though. ... She pinned up hair, her neck cooler and it would look beautifully deranged lose by evening. Almost naked under white sheets. No disturbing clock: siesta so embedded that she would wake exactly at four. Market traders shuffling in the streets below. Car horns, bicycle bells, all bellowing last urgent attempts to get home for sleep.The last sense to leave her was smell. Strong coffee brewed for wakening. Lokuum, with its edge of hazelnut and dusted sugar, bought from Europe. Grilled pepper. She places it to her entrance of sweetness and slowly and gently slides him in. Her curvatious hips rotating one way and then the other… slowly she takes his hardness in and out with long deep strokes. After they have covered their upper bodies with paint… she slowly gets off his stiffness… and begins to paint the rest of his body… and him… painting hers. He grabs her and lays her down… and climbs on top of her… where he kisses her every inch of flesh… savoring the many tastes that is painted.