Missy helpedme remove my stockings and then she gave me a pedicure and massaged mypretty feet and legs with scented lotion. She finished by painting ...ytoes a pretty pink to match my long fingernails.At about this time some of the other girls started to arrive for theslumber party. We all began to gather in the salon and giggle and gossipabout dresses and hairstyles and boys. I sat under the dryer and talkedto the other girls, who were in and out of the beauticians chair as Missywas busy. We were both so turned on that I lay her on her back and fucked her until I shot a second load into her.After our magnificent sex secession we lay together. I held Tracy next to me in my arms. Just before I drifted off to sleep Tracy looked up at me and said:” I guess you are not mad at me after all.””I guess not” I replied, as I drifted off to sleep.The next night while we were having sex, I asked again about what happened between her and Ken. This time she gave more detail about how he. We had the mahi ceviche and steamed snails as a appetizer. Sheila ordered the snapper and mushrooms, with pilaf and stir fried greens. I had the prime rib and madeira sauce, with heart of palm salad and breadfruit. Sheila did better. We lingered over tea and coffee. After dinner, George deposited us at our hotel and said good night. It was still early. Our hotel had an agreement with a local gym, so we went to sweat a little. The gym was as second rate as the hotel, but it had a suitable. As for taking one of the women back to the Golden Palace, that was truly preposterous. Still, the story had to have some truth in it, and it would seem that an explanation might be that the young Emir had tired of his grandfather's concubines, as was only to be expected, and wished to build a harem of his own choosing. His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah had, during his first week as Emir, given one of the younger concubines to Ramzy El-Najjar as a junior wife, and very pleasant she was.