I’d been chatting to Ian for most of the night as neither of us knew many people there,And I knew Ian thru my ex husband. He was 44 years old and a ...arried man. I’m 63 years old.As the night went on we chatting and flirted a little he said he’d love to see my tits and get me into his hotel bed, I bet you would I replied and I just laugh it off.During the evening I called my partner a couple of times, I told him Ian was flirting with me, and wanted to get me into his bed, My partner said he was. Even the guards lurking in the background looked cowed! Somebody took up the chant: "Salaams to the Royal Family! Salaams to the Sultana!" That seemed to make them feel better. Actually, it was easy to tell that they were all VERY FRIGHTENED of Her, at least of the possibility of doing any slight, conceivable offense against Her. So I was left alone for the rest of the day. But next day, the guards were their old selves, and happily called me all sorts of names, especially, "Infidel dog," put a. I would definitely learn something here. If nothing else, how to spell it. It was foreign to me, so I dove in and ... I was going to be OK. It’s just another topic with facts, ideas, but more ideas and fewer facts. I like the sciences and math. Oxygen is oxygen, hydrogen is hydrogen. Yes, you can make water with them. Four plus four will always be eight. The arts, not so much. Oh, well, it’s required. Just do it.When I got done with the reading and the following assignment, I went into the. "It's obvious there's something you've wanted to talk about all evening. I have this feeling I'm not going to like what you have to say. If it was something good, you would have been bubbling over by now." I opened my mouth to protest, but Steven's firm finger over my lips prevented me."I don't want to talk about it. Not tonight. Whatever you have to say, it can wait 'til morning. I'm not taking you home tonight - I'll not have you home, alone, unable to walk. You're sleeping here, I have lots.