"And what did the Tirfil authorities say?" asked the Emir, curious."They said nothing, Master, for they had lost no helicopters."The Emir shrugged and...returned to the main topic."Well tell this man he can come if you want to see him, or not if you don't. Do you know what it is about?" No, Master," said Ghada Baroud, "But I am interested to hear what he has to say."'Of course you are, ' thought the Emir, 'Otherwise you would not have asked me to change the rules on the use of that border.'Three. He looked up at me with a deer in the headlights look of not only being caught crying but by one of his new younger students. He jumped up and hurried over to close the door behind me, but stumbled on a red and black persian rug in the process and pushed me against the door closing it and pining me in-between. His arms at my shoulders pushed on the door with me held in-between, I froze not sure of what to do. His face was only inches from mine, I felt his breath on my face, the minty coolness. " I don't think that of you," I replied. "I know how Karl feels about you and me. You were doing what was right for your marriage." I don't think I will be with Karl much longer." Oh?" I said, completely surprised by her words. But I had little time to process her statement as then she leaned in and kissed me. And, fool that I was, despite nearly half a year of battling to rid myself of feelings for her, I returned her kiss, put my arms around her and drew her to me. I kept repeating to myself:. "Any whore can strip. Gina you have to make a better show than that. Do I have to spell everything out for you?" No Master."Peeing in a bowl wasn't that big of a deal. Gina held the bowl between her legs and peed. Catching the pee proved a little more difficult than Gina had thought but she managed. When she was done, the bowl was about a quarter full. She put it down."Is that the end of the show?"This was for sure a trick question, clearly he expected more but what. Ginadanced around to stall.