Will that be all, Sir?"The following day was that most difficult of days, Robinson's first formal public duties in his new rôle as butler to His Magn...ficence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah. The occasion was a full judicial audience; one where the Emir dispensed justice to his people. Only the more serious cases came before him personally, and he dispensed justice exactly as he saw fit. A case was put succinctly by both parties, without the aid of lawyers, and the Emir decided the rights and wrongs. I would then become angry and resentful over her rejection and accuse her of being sexually-frigid. Naturally, this would upset her, and she would accuse me of being a sexual deviant.While I would have had sex daily if the decision were up to me, I believe that she would have been perfectly content with once a week – or maybe once a month. Over time, we reached an upspoken compromise and had sex every third day. Precisely. Like clockwork.To her way of thinking, I couldn’t possibly complain. Like Id never chat on her, but I did, with or own thirteen year old daughter. I was stunned, I had been working to get away from the sins I committed just a week before. But what was a working to move toward, a fallacy of a marriage? I didnt need this right now. I put the soiled panties back in the hamper and went back to bed with my cheating wife. But how could I be mad at her, I had done the same thing. No, I had done something worse. I didnt sleep well. I woke sore and lethargic. Until I. Oh man she was so hot. I could see her midriff from the side and I could make out that she was wearing a tight bra.When she came back with water I looked at her and said “Miss look dont be formal let me press your head, you will feel better”.Then she said “No””why?” I askedshe then replied “You know Mr. Banerjee, he is not a rational man and he will misunderstand you and me and make my life miserable””What?” I said “I just offered to press your head,not anything else” I was a little taken back.