” It seemed a strange request but didn’t question and went up. I entered the master bedroom but no sign of her, “In here” She called from the ...ressing room. I followed her voice and peeked through the door, she was sitting with her back to me brushing her hair when suddenly she stood up and faced me, completely naked! “ Do you find me attractive?” I was staring at the floor not knowing what to do with myself. “ You’ll have to look at me!” I slowly raised my eyes, Mrs. Smith was probably around. . 'oh shit!' I thought. I totally forgot her ex was here still! I tried to turn around and run upstairs quickly but it was too late. He walked out of the kitchen and looked directly at me, then glanced over my body. I stood there frozen, my bathrobe wide open(which is a sheer hot pink women bathrobe that went down to my hips), unable to move or say anything... My gosh he's so huge, me being only 5 feet and him standing above 6''4. "I KNEW IT! YOU'RE A FUCKING FAGGOT!" He yelled at me charging. I was able to attend the college of my choice which provided me with a superior learning experience and I mastered both the languages and an in-depth understanding of the cultures of the Middle East. Most of my professors were naturalized, foreign national men from various countries in the Middle East, and they did little to dispel the myths of Arab men.Many people in Western countries consider Arab men to be backward and ruled by lust and sexuality, because of their cultural norms regarding. Hunt nodded. "I hope they can help us find flight #472."Mom looked at her with something like shock on her face. "That's ourflight. Are you booked through Global Holidays on their Italy junket?"Mrs. Hunt's face nearly burst with happiness. "What incredible luck.We'll have a wonderful two weeks together."~Luck? More like a disaster.~With this chatting duo in tow we fought our way through the crowdedcheck-in hall and finally reached the appropriate airline counter. Juliushad maintained body.