The ball hat and cut-offs were missing, as well the walking advertisement sweatshirt she normally wore. Instead, she was wearing a white blouse, skirt... and socks. Instead of the ponytail hanging out the back of her hat, her hair combed out, teasingly covering one eye, made her look older and I could see she was a pretty girl. Even while in pain and crying, she looked beautiful. There were crazy twelve-year-old boys in the neighborhood if they weren't attempting at courting her.I saw the blood. She’d been hired during the last expansion, when we promoted the previous receptionist to the logistics section. It was about three months before. It was after a month or so that she reorganized her work area, which changed the position of her chair. Now I could see her sitting from my office. I sat with my door half-opened whenever I was available as part of my open-door policy. I didn’t think anything about it at the time, but was startled to see her in the space between the door and the. “Divorced. Neither of them took the vows very seriously, and they’d never agreed on limits or anything. She met somebody she liked better and started living with him, without ever telling Blake. He said they still get together every now and then, and I know he meant to fuck or make love or whatever they think they’re doing.”“What were you doing?”Ginger chuckled, “Mostly fucking, but there was a touch of making love last night. He really likes me. I like him, but I am not leaving you or our home. Oddly, and at the Emir's express orders, she had been allowed to retain all her Australian clothing. Some garments had been removed to allow natural functions to take place without soiling them, but they had been carefully stored.The Emir, meanwhile was amusing himself with one of the stewardesses, who was performing feats of near genius with her tongue on his genitals, in the vain hope of being invited into the Golden Palace harem. The virgin stewardess, carried on every royal flight in case.