It was slow dancing. At this time in my life I had not had any sex or anything close to it in months. So slow dancing was about the only way I would...feel a man. My friends knew instantly what I was up to. I could hug, clutch and grind them. Big man, little girl always works for me. Just swaying to the music with my head nestled against his chest and delivering a spontaneous kiss or two in his cheek/neck area. Then I did the same kind of dancing with Ken. Later on the beat picked up and. Some meat didn’t even last a minute on my place. Still starved I had him make some orders of hibachi fried rice and hibachi vegetables to go. I went to the dayroom to inhale my takeout before heading to Paula’s room.While I was getting ready for bed a very sleepy Annie came in to give me a tight hug. She wasn’t letting go either.“Can you come sleep in my bed with me tonight?” she asked. “My time at the special hospital is fuzzy, but I’m starting to clearly remember the accident from the time. He looked down, staring defiantly, directly into Kate's red, tear-stained eyes, challenging her to say something, anything. Wisely, the woman kept her mouth shut. He knew that only she could appreciate the true feeling of everything he'd done inside her. He preferred to imagine she had screamed with excitement as her body contorted with an orgasm rather than in pain, but in the end, he really didn't care.Finished for the moment with humiliating the thirty-eight year old woman, the man now. ”“She's a hooker?” I blurted out before I remembered my diplomacy. I was just so... off-balanced by her youthful presence.“No, no, prostitution is illegal in the Kingdom,” he said. “She's my wife. A... pleasure marriage. What we call a nikah mut'ah.”“She's your wife and... you want me to... But I thought...?”“No, no, she's my temporary wife. When her services are complete, I will divorce her and some other man can marry her and enjoy her beauty.” He smiled at her. “Then we do not violate.