He begged and offered to flyme into Atlanta first class for the party. He told me how perfect I wasfor this, how beautiful and elegant, how feminine ...nd lovely. Howexciting it would be for him to have me as his date, knowing that theprettiest girl at the party, the one every guy wished he could take homewas his and had a secret under her designer dress! He sent me roses andGodiva chocolates to persuade me to come. He complemented me and told mehow special I was. But I was just not sure and. He had little courage for a fight, but I still would haveexpected him to have taken down more of his enemies than he did.I prided myself that I had the courage to run with him. But the truthis that he was my husband and I had sworn to stay with him unto death.I kept that promise and nobody could ever deny it. We had been marriedfor three years.I wept for him. But unlike him, I was determined to survive.I would have expected that Nero's successors would have quickly disposedof me as the. Instead of closing her legs in horror, I saw a flicker of a smile on her face and a little pink tongue slowly lick her upper lip. Then, to my astonishment, her legs slowly parted. It was barely a movement, just a slight adjustment to anyone else, but it opened up a whole new world to my gaze. I could see the silky smoothness up her upper thighs, her satin pink panties, and, unless it was my imagination, a small wet spot soaking through. I felt a lump in my throat and turned back to the sheikh's. ..' Then he began to move forward 'Get on the fucking floor, get on the fucking floor.' He pushed me on my back onto the rug. He lay full length on top of me. I could feel the full weight and power of his body. He ground his chest into mine and began to kiss my neck. He wanted to kiss my mouth! This was something I didn't want to do. It felt too intimate. But I couldn't stop him. Suddenly his mouth was on top of mine, then his tongue was in my mouth. Again the a****l in me took over. I pushed.