Stop doing that?" Just a guess, but I'd say stop looking at me."Gabby turned and faced the woods, and waited."Okay, I think we're in business. Now wha...?" Now you urinate."Gabby urinated, and got his trousers wet."Xena!" You have to hold it, Gabrielle." Well why didn't you tell me that?" I thought you knew." Well, I apparently don't spend as much time watching men go to the bathroom as you do!"Gabby grabbed his phallus and pointed it, and soon had a good urine stream going."Why does mine point. Little did they know! "Can we go home Mrs. Foster?" Dale begged as they stood at the car. "I,I did everything you asked," he said quietly looking down slightly asMrs. Foster looked on and then noticed a shoe store just down the street."Just one more stop dear, we need to get you a few new pairs of highheels," she said as she led Dale away once again. By now it was nearlyten-thirty a.m. and the traffic was beginning to fill the main street.Mrs. Foster and Dale took their seats as the shoe. I had been known up to that point as a sort-of nerd type person, but that was all about to change. Even though I was a nerd, I could still "chat-up" the ladies, if you know what I mean, the only problem I had was starting a conversation with them without looking like too much of a creep. At the end of every school term, in Maths we would have an exam, using a past exam paper, as practice for our GCSE's, but unfortunately, I was ill that day. I was always good at Maths, until I got lazy and. Asking for two hostesses at once would have been considered greedy, and the old Emir had not been that way inclined. She found the prospect of sharing the Emir during a session quite distasteful. Even worse, Fatima spoke English as her mother tongue, so Maryam was at a disadvantage there also. Still she was determined to please the Emir in every way possible, so she would cooperate fully with his wishes.Eventually they were ushered into the bedroom side by side and stood, wondering what to do.