" Would you like to try it?" asked Maryam, quietly."Oh, I couldn't deprive the little Crown Prince to be," the Emir said gravely, "Anyway, have you de...ided on a name for him yet?"This threw Maryam completely; she had been waiting for the Emir to tell her what her son's name would be. It had never for one moment crossed her mind that she would have any say in the matter."What would my Master wish?" she asked carefully."Well, how would you like 'Mustapha'?" he asked."If my Master wishes," she. We had missed breakfast at the hotel so we rang room service and they sent over a tray of continental breakfast - croissants and rolls with a pot of tea (for me) and coffee (for him) which we devoured.The day was another lovely one and it was still very warm. Being a Sunday there was very little to do as everything was closed so we went back to the beach, not really expecting a repeat of the previous day but just for some warmth and swimming in the sea, and, to be honest, the freedom of taking. “So what is the dirtiest movie that you’ve ever seen?” she asked.“ Well that depends on what you consider a movie?”“Fine what is the dirtiest thing that you have ever seen.”“Well lets just say that the internet has a lot of options.”“Oh so you’ve watched porno.”“I am 14 and have to be around you for the next day.”“Mmmmmhmm,” “I know.”“Damn this isn’t helping my boner at all.” I thought, “she is giving a lot of hints. Maybe I should go for it. No, NO! she is my cousin. Well not really……she is. I,ve worked with all sorts of nationalities and colours of people and got on well with most of them, survived the threat of the IRA and their London Bombing campaign and experienced all the fun and games of commuting in London and the frequent strikes on public transport usually the underground. I,ve worked mostly nights and had some strange incidents happen I can,t even begin to explain. There was a stretch back in the late 1970s when we lived in Ponders End a part of zen field in North London.