I slid my hand down her tummy and under her very short skirt and began to rub her panty-less shaved pussy. I began sliding my finger in and out of her...wet pussy. Being in the midst of this noisy crowd was very exciting for both of us. Beth had her eyes closed and was doing that little murmuring hum she does when she is turned on.The barman returned with the drinks so I had to remove my hand from her pussy to pay him. I took a sip of my drink and when I put my hand back under her skirt there was. Id rather he go blow himself in a secluded corner than pester me about stupid bullshit while Kelseys words were still ringing fresh in my mind. Eventually, his mindless blathering allowed my hard-on to reduce enough that I could safely walk to the restroom, and quickly excused myself with an overly-polite Mike, I really gotta take a shit, take over for me. Dont expect me back any time soon. Thank fuck we had a restroom with a locking door! I had a great deal of relief to administer…. The bickering and petty jealousies, as well as the continuous jockeying for preference in the eyes of the Sultan, was constant and wearing.I was somewhat sheltered from the chaos this caused as my mother was the chief wife of the Sultan, and since the passing away of the Sultan’s mother was the ruler of the Harem. I also was not concerned with winning a place in the Sultan’s bed, as I was his daughter.Nour had laid out clothing on my bed. She had chosen filmy, azure translucent harem pants over. ”“This is Paul Taylor, Ali’s dad. I understand our two girls want to get together tomorrow after pre-school.”“Mr. Taylor, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Rachel Greenson. Yes, Samantha and Ali have become best friends in pre-school, it seems. Samantha has been pestering me for Ali to come over, if it’s no trouble for you.”“Absolutely. Do we need to let the school know?”“If you or Anna could, that would be great. I’ll pick the girls up, and they can play for a couple hours.”I got the Greenson’s.