Have her carried off to his harem. The possibilities were endless...She was brought back to earth by the Emir repeating his question, "Would you like ...ome coffee?"She nodded, unable to speak for the moment.The Emir sat on an ordinary chair and waved for her to do likewise. As they sat she looked around, seeing a small throne on a dais at the far end of the large room, close to which there were a number of men waiting patiently."Are these your advisors, Your Magnificence?" she asked."Oh, no.. I was dizzy, literally, on the edge of consciousness and before I knew it, he was gone. I was slowly regaining my senses and realized that I was lying back in the warm water alone. The ladies later told me we were growling, snarling and going at it non-stop for just over an hour, in fact closer to 90 minutes. After what seemed like an hour but I’m sure was just 10 or 15 minutes, I was back to my senses and luxuriating in the memory and feelings of what had just been. I would have loved to just. And when he wanted his pipe, he would ask her to light (or refill) his pipe. She was sitting across the table from me, as I watch he fill her husbands large curved pipe, pushing the tobacco down with her long nails, then flick he zippo to full flame. As she lit the pipe, it long tip would never leave her lips. she would draw, inhale, draw, inhale, until clouds of thick smoke were just jetting and bursting out of her nose until when the pipe exited her mouth a huge thick mass of smoke was french. The wheels of my mind were turning, but I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do about this new admirer. I had hoped to pick up a hot man tonight in the bars with my friends. I let him go back to work so I could go in the house. In the shower I started to feel horny and think about his body and that bulge again. Got out—blow dryed my hair and started to get dressed for the evening. I put on a black bra and black thong panties, I didn’t feel like fooling with a garterbelt, so I put on some dark.