He caught James having tea with his cousin while wearing adress. No son of his was going to be weak! Marcus had to be a blacksmithwith James and forge...him into a man. The scabbard his son would wearwould be pants not a dress. It pained Marcus to be distant to James, butit was for the boy's good. James was going to be a man, a good strong maneven if it meant no real relationship between father and son.Darla was getting as impatient as a straight A student waiting to get thego ahead to start the. He knew that too, and he changed girlfriends often. Until he met Anabelle (or so he told her) - a very innocent, young, teenage girl who never really had aboyfriend before. He sweet-talked her, he told her he was tired of his oldlifestyle and he just wanted to be true to only one, and that she was his dreamgirl. Anabelle took in all his bullshit, as she wastoo smitten with all the attention from an older guy, who was also one of the most coolest and hottest guys around. Ritchie took. He hurt me.I spent my New Year working. Holidays always seem to make us busy at work. I returned home at my usual time to find Rob setting the table."Happy New Year honey. Come have some breakfast."I decided to punish the guy just a bit more."No thanks Rob. I don't feel like breakfast this morning."I really was quite hungry. I just couldn't resist making him twist in the wind just a bit longer.I turned and went toward the bedroom to get some sleep. I stopped and turned toward Rob and noticed. He seems the possessive type. Thats why we brought you along, I giggled, hooking my arm through Lizes and striding across the food court towards them. The man stopped, his eyes falling upon our exposed breasts, and a smile crossed his lips. A few years ago I had been a model, and I was very acquainted with Saudi men. They were all pigs, loving us Western women and our uninhibited sexual ways. They would shower you with gifts: jewels, money, clothing, anything to get you to spread your legs and.