Tom wasn't there, having gone to some convention or other. Claire got her share of admiring looks from many of the men there. The meal was excellent a... usual and they chatted away through it, laughing and joking.Then they went into the club area and danced. The first dances were quick upbeat numbers and after three they were both out of breath. Out of practice too. So they had a couple of drinks. Then Mike got a surprise."Hi, Mike!" said a female voice behind him. Claire looked up and. "She slipped easily off the chair and into a kneeling position on the thick carpet beside the Emir's seat."I know you are not carrying anything big enough to be a recording machine, but a bug you may have about you somewhere," remarked the Emir, signalling to one of the eunuchs.The creature moved close to Sharon and passed a machine closely over her clothes while talking to himself in Arabic, mostly nursery rhymes as far as she could follow the very fast chatter.As he moved away he nodded to. "I imagine myself being led around in public on a leash…"Jason’s smile grew broad. This was getting better and better. "Tell me more, Megan. Finish that thought and I’ll turn it up to 6 for you. Where would I take you and what would I do to you?" You… you’d take me out clubbing… dressed in the shortest skirt I owned, and high heels, and a low cut top… looking like a slut…" She swallowed nervously, clearing torn between ecstasy and humiliation while Jason waited silently for her to continue, his. ‘It’s better to call a taxi and send him home.’ Jean-Marie and the young man helped up the moaning Avery and the man took him away. ‘And I was just enjoying the mood out here.’ she sighed. He looked at the garden and nodded. ‘Rather romantic.’ She raised an eyebrow. ‘You know about that?’ ‘Evening, nice weather, garden, lights, music, a man and a woman alone.’ She smiled at him. ‘The woman saved by the man.. But can he dance?’ He chuckled. ‘If shuffling falls under that definition.’ ‘It does in.