If youre not mad at me, then Im okay. He laughs. Im not mad, truly, it was a weird, bizarre accident, but its all it was, an accident. Why are you so ...orried? Uh-oh. I cant say this, not now, not right here, aauuuugghh! Um, cause I…..really….really like you? And I didnt want to mess it up? I hide my face in my hands. I am 100% pure dork and now hes gonna laugh or run. He lifts my face with his fingertips. Strange. I really, really like you, too, and Im not giving up over something silly. Stop. ”“Hey, Michael, what’s up?”I was pretty sure she knew.“This referral from Monsieur M, María Fernanda, what’s the deal, do you know? What’s the ambassador’s interest?”She was silent.“Tootsie?”I thought I heard a sigh.“Michael, I don’t know, but it matters to him. A lot.”Another silence.“Um, Tootsie?”“Take me to lunch, Michael, OK?”“Sure. Are you free today?”“I’ll meet you in front of the embassy in an hour. Let’s go to the Coq, OK?”The Coq d’Or, despite its fancy name, was everything a. Like the rest of her apartments, they were richly decorated. However, unlike the rest of her apartment and the rest of the palace the facades were not decorated with Pharaohs and Gods, or scenes of battles and key moments in their history. Instead, they were portrayals of nude figures of men and women copulating, displaying seemingly every sex act known to man.Within the chamber there were several servants which surrounded a large circular bed, whose frame was made of pure gold with ornate. .and they were still naked. "We want to thank you for allowing us to warm up and for being so kind to two strangers," Miss Right said as she unbuttoned my shirt.With that said, Miss Left took hold of my belt and Miss Right took my hand while both led me to the fireplace. Blankets and pillows from the couch were on the floor, which is where I found myself eased down. "Wait," I tried to say, but a mouth covered mine as a tongue separated my lips. I reached up to push her away, but when my hands.