Sauda told her that she hoped she wasn't planning to go into the house in that state as she sniffed the air theatrically. When Mrs Amsel protested th...t there wasn't an alternative Sauda threw a bar of soap to her feet. For the first time Mrs Amsel noticed that Sauda was holding the end of a garden hose. Realising what was being suggested Mrs Amsel began to protest but Sauda told her the alternative was to walk home, both of them knowing such a journey couldn't be made without some of her. .. incredibly beautiful, my dear."The Prince took her hand and kissed it, and looked into her silver-gray eyes intensely. He held her hand intimately, kneading her fingers with his, rubbing her palm gently. She felt the desire in the way he touched her, and she wondered if he intended to consummate their arrangement this very moment. She was used to being around powerful men who never hesitated to take what they wanted, and nothing they did ever surprised her."I am Saud, my jewel. Truly!" he. He's so freaking sexy. And his raspy voice when he greets me is so manly that it makes my mouth and pussy water. He's probably just being polite, but he's soooo hot when he is. Beneath that well-mannered mask, he's gotta think I'm some kind of freaky, goofy seventeen year-old, I guess. Yeah, what am I to him anyway? Probably some stupid kid just like all these other useless same-age sluts (like my sister) or wannabe-studs (in the case of the boys). Yeach! Gross! I mean, sure, I'm more than. Let me come to the point. This is an autobiography of a girl who lost her virginity to her tenant. It starts like this…My name is Amisha, a really vergin, lovely called Ami. I am reading in +3 2nd year Arts in a small town. I’m fair complexioned, 19years old. I have got beautiful body which makes the guys crazy. My brother is a clerk in a private farm who used to work hard from 8 a.m to 8 p.m. He is married and his wife means my bhabi is a buatiful lady. Since my brother’s income was very low.