There was something about the way her new husband emphasized the "you" that hurt the young bride's feelings a little, but she swallowed her pride. Aft...r all, an ambassador's wife was not as important as an ambassador, as far as being a hostage was concerned, a hostage of any value, that is."Well, I suppose it is you they really want, dear," she told him while swallowing, "but I do have certain attributes." Automatically she reached for the buttons of her suit to see if they were all buttoned,. When we’re in the movie theater and he holds me during a scary movie scene, I feel safe and happy. Trevor knows how to treat a woman. Too bad the brother is not Muslim, eh? Trevor and I are in love, ladies and gentlemen. The other day, I finally gave myself to the man that I love. And I don’t feel diminished or sullied from having had sex with a man outside of marriage. I don’t feel shameful or sinful. I feel happy, and alive, ladies and gentlemen. For I know that Trevor cares for me deeply. I. I would always be the woman who sleptwith someone else. Sure, it was tempting. My body is the same as everyother woman's. But mentally, could I handle it? Or did I just need thatfirst guy to open the gates?When I was young girl, we. used to play a game. The other girls wouldgather round, and you would guess how many children we would have, andhow many new cars, and how many pets. One day, someone asked how manylovers we would have. I guessed four. It seemed like a small enoughenough number to. He proceeded to give me a back rub. His touch was firm and strong, maybe too strong for some. His hands were warm, and I felt a small surge of triumph pass through me. He was touching me. I couldn’t help but smile. Of course, he used my momentary lapse in judgment to convince me that taking shots with him was a good idea. I had never done shots before this, so it was a big step. We took two shots of whiskey in a row. It burned and made my eyes tear up. It was a good burn though, and I was quite.