There! Something living approached. The thoughts were weak, mere primitive impulses, but they could be manipulated. Thoughts of warmth, and food, and ... ferocious desire to pursue slightly different creatures that also scampered on four legs.Forsteg reached out with all of his feeble strength to draw the attention of the wandering canine, projecting images of food to be found in the upended garbage can. The mind wandered closer, and gradually Forsteg assumed more precise control of its actions.. I squeezed his hand and smiled again - but, not like I'd been smiling in a friendly way at the pool. It was a knowing smile, and I squeezed his hand again. He made no attempt to pull away. With that, I got up to use a restroom. Upon returning, I intentionally sat next to him in the booth. I rested my hand on the inside of his thigh - and slid it up toward his cock. He tensed yet again. I leaned over, again, and said "Stop me if this is not what you wish!" He exhaled deeply, like a long sigh,. Had he done the right thing by marrying this girl off to get her out of his harem? Why had he wanted her out? She was beautiful and compliant and her cunt and arse were tight as any man could wish for. Why did he not just marry her himself and make her the chosen mother of his heir? Would the absolute ruler of an Emirate be allowed by his advisors to pick the daughter of a prominent businessman as his bride? His mind was in turmoil with these questions when he heard the door open and close. She was dragging hard on her cigarette waiting for my reply.In truth she looked like a complete slut on the lookout for cock but I didn't tell her that.I said she looked sexy and for her to enjoy herself.Soon her friend knocked door and after giving me a kiss she left. I had a hard on just thinking about how she looked that night.After a few drinks in the house my mind began playing tricks with me wondering if she was going to be a good girl but after all she had said to me since that first.