And I wasn’t about to approach him.“I still don’t like not knowing.”“Elyse, you know me better than anyone on the planet. You know I tell yo... everything. Well, this is the one thing I can’t tell you, and there is no ‘this one time, Kay’ exception. There can’t be.”I could tell Elyse wasn’t happy, but there really was no way I could tell her any more than I already had, and I felt I might have told her too much as it was. We arrived at Starbucks, which meant we couldn’t talk openly, and that. Maryam seemed the best bet to bear him a Crown Prince, if she could. He took care to warn the Chief Eunuch at breakfast that he wished to see the three women immediately after lunch.The three women came into the interview room together and he looked them over. They seemed three fairly typical Arab girls and he gathered from the Chief Eunuch that he would need an interpreter for all three of them.The first one he spoke to was Menar, who had been born in the old Emir's harem. She did not know,. "Okay, Ed, if you think so." Absolutely." Ed stroked his daughter's head. "You'll be in the driver's seat."Erica winked. I hoped she got her father into her driver's seat while we were gone. With her sexually satisfied, there'd be less chance she'd come on to me, and less chance I'd agree."Harvey, go take a shower and wear something presentable."Now THAT was the Harriett I knew: demanding and bossy.As I showered, thoughts of Erica in her bikini stoked my dick to attention. Somehow, I got soft. The water felt good and helped work out the kinks from the flight. The sun was starting down and it quickly became too cold to enjoy the area. I headed back to my room and dressed for dinner. I had brought a book and carried it with me into the restaurant. Once seated, I ordered my food and iced tea. I settled in with my book.A man came to my table and seated himself. I looked at him. “Am I taking your usual seat? I will move.” I stood.“I’m here to see you, Eric.”“You’ve seen me. Now, you may.