..It had been a long 6 weeks that John had spent away from Emma. It had seemed like they’d hardly had any time together that year but finally the su...mer had arrived and John was home with some time off. They decided to spend a weekend camping in the Welsh countryside. The plan was to pitch a tent in the middle of the wilderness where they were unlikely to be disturbed. After a couple of days discussing the trip, the idea of inviting some company had surfaced. John got on the phone and spoke to. The two bodyguards who accompanied Khozem from Cairo and this replacement bodyguard made their way from Jeddah and through the busy Meccan. In the several months of being away from the ancient metropolis Khozem noticed not a single change. The older women in their black gowns waddled with their children, while the men in white robes and head gear darted about; a familiar scene which did not move him. Like the pilgrims circumambulating the House of Allah, the city revolved in a singular time. In. Grinning, he says, ‘I have one more thing to ask you.’ Fumbling in his pocket, he pulls out a small black box. Opening it, he holds it out to her, ‘Will you marry me?’ Tears flow again as she whispers, ‘Yes.’ ‘What was that? I couldn’t hear you,’ he teases her. ‘Yes!!’ she screams, ‘Yes I will marry you!’ ~~~~~~~~ She led him to her bedroom, and quickly undresses him. She stood before him, her hands hesitating on the buttons of her blouse. He reaches for her, brushing her hands aside. His. Did it hurt, does it feel as good as it looks ... I took her hand and rubbed it all over me, and both of us got some really good comes. I mean, we got comes like we were getting last night!”“Let’s go meet Margo. Be ready to put your hand on her when Larieta, Marie, Sherry, and I put our hands on her. She will shit and so will you, when you see what we’ve come up with to try on Margo, and you ... well - all of us here.”I was prepared to meet a really old, ugly-ass witch when I followed Nancy.