He sprang to his feet as she smiled at him. She was wearing what appeared to be a short silk dressing gown which had no buttons, but was loosely held ...ogether by a belt. This did nothing to conceal her shaved mons and pink slit, nor did it hide much of her full breasts."Ah, Alima, come in and meet my friend Derek Pullman," said the Emir, "This is one of my wives, the Princess Alima and our children." Pleased to meet you, ma'am," said Derek, bowing."Hi," said Alima, "Call me Susan; all our. Finally in a small voice she replied, "Yes Sir." "Am I going to have to repeat myself on this point slave?" he asked in a threatening tone. "No Sir," Brenda replied quickly. Master guided Brenda toward the taxi stand. The driver of the cab first in line was standing by the open rear door. He stared wide eyed at the approaching couple. Brenda felt her dress whipping about and the hot air flowing around her ass and cunt. By the look on the driver's face she could tell she was completely. We saw each other that night and every night for a week. He tried to end every night in bed or the back of his car and I resisted. He began the pouting then and I told him he could have me, but if he did, that would be the end. I wanted a boyfriend, not a fuck date. About 2 weeks later I gave into him and it was wonderful. But, then every night was supposed to end with sex. We had so much fun together that the sex seemed a right and fitting end to a night. But it was always a fight for him to. .... "he'd better call me!!"An hour went by and I paced. I went out to the garage and looked at my drums. I thought of Ron and his bass and the look on his face as he complimented my playing. I picked up a stick and the phone rang. There went the butterflies. I ran and checked to called ID. IT WAS HIM!!! Ohhh my god it was him! "Ron!"......I said enthusiatically as I answered the phone......."Heyyyyyyyyyy" he said........"what's up dude!" "uhhhhh n n nada... what's up with you? "I get off at.