?Maria, you're a lovely young lady but your lonely and your shy and you needsomeone strong in your life to help you. Let me show you how much better y...ucan feel if you try an idea of mine, will you trust me?? All I got was a nod of her head, as she, for the first time, looked me directlyin the eye without dropping her gaze. ?Turn around and put your hands behind your back.? After a moments hesitation she half turned away from me and the leather-coveredarms moved back. With two or three quick. "Well, how did you convince her?" I asked. Me and my big mouth."When we woke up on Saturday, we didn't even get dressed. We just hung around here in our pajamas all day - well, she was in her pajamas and I was in my shirt and panties. We baked cookies and watched some chick flicks on TV."We had a nice fire going and snuggled up together on the couch to watch the movies. We were both very relaxed so I thought it would be a good time to talk about her problem. She opened up to me and told me she. He kept standing right next to my desk like really close like if I was to turn my head, his head (and not the one sitting on his shoulders!) would be about 5inches away from me! I slowly brought my phone out and put on the camera. The camera was on my back of my phone so I had to estimate were my camera was. My heart was pumping I was so nervous all he had to do was look down and I would be caught so took the picture only to hear my shutter tone go off. I shat my self I knew I was going to. At first, the three of us sat and chatted for a while in order to let the nervous tension dissipate a little before moving on. Mara was curious about his family (Omar was Muslim, and he had two wives, and nine c***dren that he had fathered between them), and seemed proud to show off some photos of them on his phone. I came and stood close enough to look over Mara's shoulder as Omar flicked through several dozen images showing his two wives, and of his nice c***dren. Though they lived in a.