Quietly you sigh and push back against me. You are in that region of awake and sleep as well and you are enjoying my fingers exploring your abs, tickl...ng your belly button, spreading wide across the whole of your torso. My other hand moves your hair away from my neck, allowing me to kiss your neck and ear. My hand sensually playing you like a guitar; plucking skin, stroking a riff, sliding upward to your pert breasts, fondling and gently squeezing each nipple as if tighten the strings of the. .. AND STAY OUT! WE DON'T LIKE NIGGERS AN' INJUNS' AN' CHINKS IN THIS TOWN!"Andy caught the 3 women in his arms as they all tumbled to the sidewalk. "What the hell is goin' on?" Andy asked as he helped the women to their feet.Elizabeth said, "A couple of White galoots practically attacked us as we went into the store." What did the store owner say?" He didn't say nothin'. He looked as surprised as we were." I better look in on this, an', afore y'all say it, I'll be careful."Andy went into the. Its door was open so I looked inside, hesitating at thedoorway before entering. By the window, with a view to the garden, lay abed. An old man I hadn't seen for over seventy years looked back, barelyrecognizable under a lifetime of wrinkles and experience.But his blue eyes were exactly the same as I remembered. I smiled and myfeet brought me forward all the way to his bedside. Dragging a handychair closer, I sat, biting my lip as I realized that my younger brotherwas clearly very close to the. There.”“So when I see you again, it will be Dr. Sharifa?”“Oh, I’ll be back for holidays, but eventually ... I hope so. And there will be no more of the Ms. Sharifa Abdullah nonsense that I used in Oxford. Americans are so snobbish that I shall travel and study as the Princess Sharifa, and at least four of my bodyguards will go everywhere with me. That will impress them.”Nicola laughed, “Do you remember after we graduated and you turned up in Cardiff in a Rolls with your bodyguards? It seems.