"Please, I'm sorry. I must havebeen drunk. I can't remember anything. I'm sorry, very sorry." Saraturned away. The room was dark. I couldn't see for s...re, but sheappeared to be grimacing. Or grinning.The blond continued, "Don't even try moving. I've already called thepolice. You're history, asshole." Then she slapped my face again. Icouldn't help it...the alcohol, the stress, the violence. I vomited allover myself. I was so frightened I actually began to shiveruncontrollably, and then I began. ’ ‘But none of them have any prospects. If I give one of my daughters to any of them my wife would never forgive me. I’m using the internet to search for some suitable husbands in Turkey or Jordan for my other daughters, but this one is the best prospect for Laila. He’s an American, all Americans are rich.’ ‘But he’s a foreigner!’ ‘Laila knows English, she’ll fit in wherever she goes.’ ‘You can’t compel someone to marry, it’s not natural!’ ‘Daughters get married off all the time and they. She looked at the bowl and asked, "What is this?" That is your breakfast. You are going to eat a large portion of oatmeal for breakfast every morning," Dale answered. He was seated at the table wearing a robe."I hate oatmeal," Denise said."Eat it anyway," Susan said carrying a bowl of hot oatmeal over to Dale.Denise sat down and started in on the oatmeal. She finished about three quarters of it and then said, "I can't eat any more." Finish it," Dale said.Denise managed to force most of it down,. We had a great meal with the best of friends, a couple that we trust and love in equal measure. We have had some “same-room” fun with them, or rather I should say same hot tub in the rain and beautiful log cabin in the forest, fun with them (fucking outside, under the warm summers rain is an incredible experience by the way, do try it dear reader). This was a real turn-on for both Lady J and myself, and I found myself trying to put on quite a performance, not just for Lady J’s enjoyment but.