On deck some hours later, Henry saw an abaya-covered figure descending from one of the Golden Palace Rolls-Royces. She was conducted aboard through th... Purser's gangway and when Henry went below she was waiting for him in his stateroom, dressed in the familiar silken gown of the Golden Palace harem, but a golden one, a colour he had never seen before. She immediately dropped to the floor and did not rise until he told her to do so."The Emir said he was sending you to me for a while so that I. The rap of her knuckles on the door echoes throughout the house.Startled by the noise, he spins around in his computer chair, listening again.Another knock echoes.He walks down the staircase, only able to see a distorted form though the frosted glass of the door. Opening it, he does everything but melt at the sight in front of him.A petite, longhaired brunette with olive skin and chocolate pools for eyes stands there, wearing a pleated jean skirt that brushes the middle of her thighs. Her. She counted well that time, it was not a wonder she was a math teacher. When I was in the deepest admiration of her body, she drank my admiration with her wonderful deep blue eyes. She became flushed and her pheromones filled the entire living room, and we closed the distance between us we hugged each other tightly and we kissed vehemently for a long time.She stopped kissing, looked into my eyes, and said, "I love you."I responded happily, "Olga, I love you too."She told me seductively, "I've. "She's very pretty too. I can see why you were tempted." She's OK, but I like you a lot more," I grunted, straining to make her happy."Good boy," she murmured.She ended up making me happy too.I hadn't seen Hiram and his mini-harem for two months. I was a little worried about them. It was a combination of thinking that Gertie might be way too affectionate towards me, and of being a little nervous about what changes might have exploded in that household. Change isn't always comfortable, and I.