She came three times before I exploded into her mouth.Only then did I release her arms from the bondage I had placed them in before our bet. She hadn'... asked me to release her even then, but she had been bound for over 5 hours, without one complaint. She was very still as I massaged her shoulders, working out the kinks. When she stirred, I stopped. She rolled over, reached up and pulled me down to her. She held me so tight, I thought she would never let me go, and with the strength of her. "Wendy," she replies holding out her hand. You take it in yours and kiss the knuckles. Her cheeks redden more than you've ever seen before."So she likes gallantry from men AND women," you think to yourself. "You said your meeting your boyfriend?" you ask aloud now. "Oh, um, yeah." She is really flustered. "I'm sure that he's looking around for some trunks to come in. He's always strictly on time though, so it is a bit weird that he's half an hour late."Half an hour, how long were you in that. " The president looked around the room.A man wearing a rumpled sportcoat and horn-rimmed glasses cleared his throat. He looked as if he felt completely out of place, and indeed, amongst the sharply tailored business suits, crisp military uniforms, and hundred dollar haircuts, his clothing and disheveled, thinning hair set him well apart from the others."Uh, Dr. Sobieski, Mr. President." He mumbled. Fortunately, the microphone in front of him amplified his voice enough for the others to hear,. Suleyman was not sure. He knew that the chief was wiser than Ahmed believed. When Ahmed and Suleyman appeared before the assembled elders, Suleyman was worried. This could mean the end of his plots, his long-term plan to rule through Ahmed.Ahmed was excited. If the challenge was reasonable, he was sure that he could succeed and become his father’s heir.The chief announced the terms of the task that Ahmed had to perform. Suleyman carefully wrote down the chief’s words as he spoke them.“Ahmed..