She knew that I didn’t have a red pair of panties but that my mother did. So we devised a way to get those panties out of Mom’s drawer and into mi...e before bedtime. That should have turned out to be easy. I kept Mom busy in the kitchen while Tammy went looking for them. They were nowhere to be found, not in her panty drawer and not in the laundry. The only place she had not looked was up Mom’s skirt…there they were. Tammy told me to get them in the morning and to have them on when she picked me. The children were like children the world over, some were mischievous and forward, some were reserved, and some were downright shy and frightened by her appearance. The one called Sharifa, who was apparently the indirect cause of her kidnapping was a serious, reserved child, on the brink of puberty.It was the concubines who disturbed her; they did not seem to have any opinions, and she got the impression that they rather resented her. The elder of the two English wives, the Princess Ayda,. I looked back at her and really did not know how to respond. Was she telling me that she wanted to sleep with me? We set there in silence and the she said with a laugh, "How about a beer?"I laughed back and walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer for both of us. I went back over and we went back to talking about her new diet she was on. The k**s came back in the room but I couldn't help but notice how she was looking at me when I was and when I wasn't looking at her. We sat with the. " Tell me what you want," I said. "I can't promise I'll do it, butI'll at least consider it. And I won't judge you for it."He was silent again. Then: "All right... promise not to laugh orfreak out?" I'll try my best, if you promise to be patient and listen when I tellyou... why I haven't had sex with anybody in a long time." I wasn'tquite ready yet, but I thought I would tell him. If we were gettingthis serious, he deserved to know."Then... could you pretend like you used to be a man, but.