"Yes, find me something a little riper for now but I will have her back, when it's convenient you understand, as I am a little short on hostesses. Hun...ing takes its toll of them. One we used is now useless, and another actually managed to win and was sent to England to live," explained the Emir."Do you know, old friend," the General paused to see the Emir's reaction to this familiarity, "I often wondered if you really did that? Freed them and gave them a pension."The Emir bridled, "I am a man. She thought that he must like tall women because although she has a pretty ‘model’ type face she thought her being 5 foot 9 inches tall caught his eye or maybe he was into red heads because her long wavy curly hair was usually an attention getter. It was most likely her bust, it usually got guys attention but she always took care to subdue their size with heavy bras and oversized blouses. They were big but gravity had not spared them. They were on the long side now not nearly like when she was. He smiled and said, ‘The people seem nice. The women here are prettier.’ Gwen honestly couldn’t help but giggle and flushed slightly. ‘I bet your girlfriend wouldn’t like hearing that,’ she said, looking up through her bangs into his smiling eyes. ‘Probably not,’ he said, and Gwen’s stomach dropped unhappily before he continued, ‘so it’s a good thing I don’t have one at the moment.’ He looked at her and said, ‘I can take a look at this tomorrow if you’d like. All it will cost you is dinner, and. I miss her a lot. Even though I’ve only known her for a short while, she could be ‘the one, ‘“ I said quietly and pensively.“You really like her, don’t you?” Kami asked.“Yeah, I do!”This specifically wasn’t part of my plan, but it was working. I heard a shift in my sister’s voice as she asked me about Lynn. I was trying to make her jealous, but I knew this wouldn’t happen all of a sudden; it would take time. I had a semester of acting class; I learned how to cry on cue. I wasn’t ready to use.