"What will you do with Alima when she has had her baby?" she asked."I don't know," he said, "I might give her the dozens of babies she seems to want. ...e'll find out how keen she is when she's looked after one for a year or so. If I get tired of her I may just let her raise them in the harem, or I might give her to someone else. Does it matter to you?"Ayda thought for a minute and was horrified to realise that her first reaction was that it was not for her to question her Master's wishes. She. My caresses put you on a path(way) where my desire wants to pull(entail) you farthest possible. He(it) looks for your enjoyment by affecting(touching) you, by pressing you in different ways, by letting my mouth nibble you, my lips to touch(brush), to upset you. I want to wait to fill better of this strength which you stimulate of a sigh, a collusive look, a confident smile. I become the flying carpet which surrounds you and takes you.My desire lifts(raises) us together and to feel(smell). " Oh God!"Go! Go! Go!..." shouted everyone.So, laughing Nicole chased her father and touched her father's bulge and backed away."NO! NO! NO!" exclaimed Joy's father. "That's a poor revenge for the way your father felt your tit."Martha said, "Then show her how it should be done."Joy's father called, "Come here, Nica. Let me show you how to do it."Nicole walked to her godfather. "Give me your right hand." Then he used her hand to cup his own bulge. Nicole froze in shock. Joy's father took her. So Iput on my pink robe and some pink slippers that Tiffany threw to me,and Tiffany/Ashley had their own matching white/yellow robes andslippers.When we got to dining room, I saw that Tiffany's brother Kevin wasthere which embarrassed me again as it had the day before. And he wasgiving me a strange look, but didn't say anything. "Kevin, stopstaring - it's not polite" said Mrs. Brooks (Tiffany's mom),apparently also picking up on the odd looks he was giving me. I wasreally self-conscious now.