Our rough and tough biker looks were taking a severe beating. Half an hour later, with a little help from Gracie, even our mothers wouldn’t know who...we were.When we got to the Maria’s Cantina the place was already doing a brisk business. We noticed a large table in one corner that had a reserved sign on it. I noticed there was a smaller table right next to it that wasn’t occupied. I gently ‘pushed’ a suggestion that our hostess to seat us at that table, but NOT remembering that we had asked to. . Jan felt as if she were bathed in a heated pool containing nothing but purest sensuality. This concept that was broiling her loins to a cinder had no counterpart or explanation or excuse in any kind of moral law; because it was never discussed, even clandestinely, women fundamentally had no defense against it. Animalism was a state all of itself and bore no relation to anything else a good woman was trained to resist. Consequently it was difficult for a young innocent like Jan to marshal any. .. downstairs in her room doing God knows what at the moment with Michelle and Susan, I still thought about Kris, my feelings for her just as strong as they'd ever been. But she had laid down a new set of rules, unbending as I saw them, a reminder that the two of us would never again share the one on one type of intimacy I had begun to hope for.She smiled when I said that. Her hands suddenly undoing the button on her jeans, her zipper soon following as she tugged the waist of them down and away. He would not take no for an answer, so my only hope was to run. I would take my aunt's car, drive to the next country to try to escape his clutches. I had three choices: Saudi Arabia, Qatar or Oman, but which to choose... As I rushed around trying to pack things into bags, there was loud banging at the front door. ''Don't answer it!!'' I screamed to my little cousin, but it was too late. He opened the door to reveal four army officials, there on behalf of the Sultan, there for me. As I stood.