Once in a while, we’re all together.”“We’re always together!” Tiffany pointed out. “Once in a while we share a bed but we’re together al... the time.”The rest of the month passed in a blur of practices, business calls and afternoon get-togethers. The women settled on a Chevy Tahoe for their “family car.” The transfer of the Mercedes and the Saturn went off without a hitch and so did the move of the penthouse apartment from WPM to K2G2W. The new company rented the apartment to Calder University. Just when things had finally started to look normal again, he ran out on us. Not too long afterward, mom was served divorce papers and we all had to move. We had long sustected that his obsession with the church and local church school had something to do with a certain teacher, whom for a woman in her mid to late 40's wasn't so terrible to look at-definetly fuckable. She and dad both claimed that nothing was going on between them, and honestly I doubted there was really. He had problems. Less than a week later the Ambassador telephoned again to announce that the Emir Mustapha had “met with an accident” and, as he had no acknowledged sons, had been succeeded by the late Emir Mahmoud Abdullah’s eldest child. The Ambassador said that the new Emir Elaheh had actually been declared a man by her father and that this presumably included acknowledgement, and was a part of Kobekistani law until an Emir formally rescinded it. That, at any rate, was the assumption on which the government. Putting pressure on each leg, I rose, sliding my body towards her tummy. If someone were looking, it would have resembled the child's pose in a yoga class.My hands sliding up the inside of her thighs met where her legs came together at her pelvis. The first couple of times I returned to my start point but the third I stopped. My thumbs were where her inner thighs met her vulva. I made small circles with them midway up to the top of her pussy not touching but getting extremely close. I repeated.