"Cassie, my darling," Ged urged. "Why don't we give it some time? Separate for a while and see if your feelings change? Please?"She shook her head. "I... won't work, Ged. You'd be looking over your shoulder and you'd never move on properly. We need to be free to move on. So let's just admit defeat and part as friends."All the feelings Ged had while on tour returned in intensity, that hopeless, yawning hole in his heart. His shoulders slumped, and then he made a decision."If that's how you want. My mind, for only a moment screamed, “No, this is wrong!!!” before my body betrayed me and I broke his embrace and led him through the door and into my cabin.Clothes flew as we moved, stumbled and dragged one another toward the bedroom. As we crossed the threshold into the bedroom, he kicked off his pants and I looked in awe at the tented fabric of his underwear. It had been a long time since I had seen an erect cock pointed at me. His looked huge inside the tented cotton. Without any. . . . happy, was the only word that fit. This happy if she had stillbeen Selim? She did not know, but then, it really made no difference. Shewas Shamarra now, and she would do what was required of her. For herMother's sake and for her own.The music changed to a faster tune, and Shamarra gracefully moved into themore rapid steps of the new dance. She only winced once when her stilltender feet landed too hard on the floor. Spinning sensually, she lifted herarms to offer herself and her dance to. Her blonde dirty blonde hair is just barely long enought to kiss her shoulders. Her most striking feature is her cat-like green eyes. Obviously athletic, her arms legs and abdomen are muscular and well-toned. While not as thin as a lot of women who sell quickly. She has an honest and steady appeal to her. My focus danced between her small, firm breasts and those beautiful eyes.Finally it is my turn. I have absolutely no expectation that she will consent, so without fear I step forward put two.