There was no damage to her face. "Who is she?" he whispered.Julia laughed again. "You're not a morning person are you? That of course is her royal hig...ness, Princess of Wales Elizabeth Windsor, and the gentleman holding her affectionately around the waist is her new beau, Sir David Ogilvy, heir to the Barony of Westford. Off to see his family in America, before coming home to settle down to domestic bliss."'Liz" and 'David' were not taking time to answer questions from reporters, and the police. "Steve is so gorgeous and charming and, well I would like to be satisfied tonight, and he certainly has a better shot of doing that then you do."Just as those harsh words settled in, Steve came back and stood behind my wife and looked directly at me. My wife turned her head, gave him a kiss. He put his arm around her, and said to me, "can I have the room key? I understand your wife is looking for some real satisfaction tonight."I tried to say something, but nothing came out. Steve broke my. It was a new family who settled in their village, and she met their boy at school. By then she was still untrusting towards us (arabs and moroccans), and yet she befriended him and became attracted to this foreigner boy. To the point that she slept with him, and she became, for her first time, someone's "booty call". Her father never knew about it, as a far right supporter and racist middle aged man, he would have probably tried to hurt the boy. So she kept it a secret. Now all of this was told. I could tell. I couldn’t wait for Thursday to arrive. I put the gear in drive and drove home to my cousin, feeling elated. I was watching an entertainment show on AIT at the living room around midnight when I heard a strange noise outside my house. It sounded like feet shuffling. I muted the TV to listen but it had stopped in the next instant. I had a bottle of beer in my hand which I set on the coffee table in front of me. I wasn’t afraid yet. I thought my ears were playing games with me. I.