’ I needn’t have worried. Pattie had him completely mesmerized. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Pattie, with her skirt now pushed clear to the...top of her thighs and her boobs now more than half out of her dress as she squirmed around on the seat beside him. She was obviously very excited herself. I wondered if Pattie wanted Troy to fuck me. And if so, why. I knew that what was about to happen was so wrong. How could Troy be thinking of doing his friend’s wife, especially with him right there. "Well, curiosity got the best of me, and so I asked her to see it. She said that it had to be done, it couldn't really be seen. Okay, I thought. It's worth a shot.So, she got a pink sparkle gel pen, one of the kinds that girls use to write on each other's hands. She told me, "Stick out your right hand." I thought fine, she's probably just going to make a little doodle, and so I held out my hand. She told me to look away, and I did. I felt the cool ink start to flow onto my hand as she started. But the inescapable fact was he was now several weeks behind with the rentwhich was making life impossible for me as I couldn't afford it muchlonger and would have to start looking for someone else to take his placequickly. Not once during this period had he even had one offer of a job,not even been offered a second chance from his former employer a distantcousin who'd finally had to give him his notice after being with him formore than 4 years. Yet none of it made any sense as he was an. There were people who suggested hanging him out in the street for anyone to use, or whip, or maltreat, until he died of something. Others suggested the centuries old traditional punishment of being staked out in the desert covered in honey to be eaten alive by the insects. Others had more bizarre ideas still. Princess Zubeydeh wondered what kind of justice this was, when just about anyone could make any suggestion they liked; wasn't it enough that the man was to die? She wondered even more what.