? She dropped the letter and broke down in tears. ?I’m sorry, Mom. I’m sorry.?I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. ?This? is your fault? T...ey did this to me because you ignored their warnings? ?I? I?? She stood back up and tried to hug me. I shrugged her off. ?Just? go away. Please.? ?Mom, I?? ?No!? I yelled. ?Just get away from me.? I looked away, unable to look at her. She burst into tears and ran out of the house. I took a moment’s rest,. "You're a great guy, and any girl would be lucky..." "Save it." "No I'm serious! It's just that, well I'm American. It's not okay there, so I've never thought of you in that way and..." "It's fine I said save it! We should get going." The cab ride back is silent, awkward, and painful. I want to say something to make him feel better but I can't think of anything. So I say nothing. That night I can't sleep. I'm thinking about Zaid and how much I hurt him. Why was I so quick to turn him down? He. It was business as usual and by keeping a distance between them on the phone and Skype messaging she had been able to avoid talking about the situation. He seemed just as eager to avoid it as she did. In a way it was a relief, in other ways, her body ached with disappointment.The next day went off without a hitch, at least in the beginning. Employees trickled in throughout the day, and would all arrive in time for the opening social that evening. By the time dinner was served Emily was already. “You will close the door for me” she instructed in a firm but matter of fact voice before slapping my penis lightly. I then moved to the driver side and got into the car not sure if I should try and put my assets back inside my trousers while I had some chance. As if reading my min Miss Willow shook her head and took the free end of the handcuff and stretched it pulling me slightly towards the centre and dropped it over the gear stick – Well that’s that I thought. In my state of nervousness I.