After all, you don't do it in private, so why should she?" She is not the Crown Prince," he replied, "merely a woman." She is my first born," said the...Emir firmly, "And you two will not fight. I order it."Dinner was very strained and there were two separate conversations, one between the Emir and his son, and the other between the Emir and his daughter. Neither of the young people addressed a single remark to the other all evening. As soon as it was decently possible, and even before coffee was. We'd talk about our lives and our hopes and wishes.Other nights I'd just sit there holding her hand while she cried sometimes from her loss but a lot of the time from her pain. The staff tried to help her with the pain, but there were rules about the types and amounts of pain killers any patient could receive. The hospital didn't want to discharge a bunch of addicts, so a little pain was good for the soul or builds character so the sayings go.I had referred her to one of our in house. " Not my home? What do you mean?" She seemed to have a hard time grasping the concept that she was not welcome in my house."Kimberly, you shit on me and our marriage that day ten months ago. You let your stud biker boyfriend beat me almost to death and then you poured indignations and humiliations on me by fucking and sucking him in front of me. The things you did with him that day are burned in my mind. Plus you stole all of my hard earned money for your own kinky uses with that asshole."I. Sharma i never like cold things, i would prefer something hot” and i winked at her.She went in and was preparing to brew her coffee when her husband made small talk with me, asking what i do for a living and faking remembrance. I was making idle talk till i saw anjana near da kitchen door behind her husband blow a kiss to me and wink. She gave me the cup of coffee and intentionally gripped my fingers for a bit saying “ Oops am sorry its too hot for you to handle”. I was liking this cat and.