"It's nothing Miss Amy, they are just making jokes about how I make you my "love-bunny" in bed with my huge thing down there."She asked if he had been...telling stories about what they did behind closed doors."No, no, they just make joke from their silly imagination because you are one nice-looking American girl."She could tell from his innocent look that he was telling the truth and gave him the long thin slice of apple cake that he had acquired a taste for. She even left her slice with him for. “I also purchased a second pair with the front cut away. Want me to try those on for you baby?”Before I can answer our new people are knocking at the door, as Sarah hastily puts her blouse back on and does up just one button to highlight her cleavage.To my surprise the man, Mike, is a very well built athletic lightly colored black man at least fifteen years younger than us.His partner Rosie is a lily-white, tall, slim blond who exudes sex. She is wearing a black ribbon around her neck, which. She endured the leering stares of Thabit, Marid’s oldest son, confident he would not dishonor his father by acting on his lust. Marid enjoyed his new wife’s intelligence and wit. He sought her counsel. She knew she pleased her husband because she was often invited to his chambers at night. He was gentle and tender in the bedroom. She accepted her position in his household without complaint even when she missed her father. The raucous laughter floating down the hall from the great room pulled. And that's how I met them.Embeth and Audrey. One blonde, one brunette. Both were about thirty or so and well preserved; probably gym rats from their hard, but well curved bodies.They approached me when the next to last set ended. Introductions were performed, and Audrey handed me a strong scotch on the rocks."Thanks," I said. "How did you know I drank scotch?" I overheard you telling the bartender earlier," she said with a cute smile."That was a long time ago," I said, returning the smile and.