" Kamal Qumsiyeh fell silent."What is wrong with the well?" said the Emir with deliberate obtuseness."Master, is there to be an appointment to that ra...k soon?" Do I have to appoint anyone?" asked the Emir."As the Master wishes. The Master is yet young, and in the fullness of time..." You mean I should be begetting an heir soon?" snapped the Emir, "Well you will probably know before I do when that happens." As the Master wishes," said the Head of Protocol."Do you mean I should appoint a. I smiled and gave a wave to him and this only served to make him angrier. He turned and stomped off back into his unnecessarily large home. I tried not to dwell on it much for one very good reason. Brant was a pompous ass, and I did not care to think about him, or anyone affiliated with him very often. The one thing that I had noticed was that his house was the only one in the whole village which had not begun to fall apart. Just another example of the injustice he had served on the village. Her friend told her that it was so romantic and erotic and Tina said it was and had started to cry. When her friend asked her why, she told her friend that she had fallen deeply in love with me that day and left because she was afraid of another relationship and of her former abusive boyfriend. Her friend asked if that is why she hardly dated over the past 3 years and Tina told her it was. Then she told her friend that she had to come see me.I asked if she was hungry and she was so I pulled out. "I think my husband is building me up for a fall," Emma announced. "He told me in strictest confidence that his true love was a hot blonde named Cindy Tremaine when he was growing up in Long Island."This brought laughter from the group. One woman didn't like it at all. Her eyes seemed to tear up. Only Emma noticed the hurt in her eyes. She reckoned that this lady had a crush on Tim or even more. Emma felt sorry for her but she was the winner of the Tim Davis Award, not her. Though Emma pitied.