My puffy eyes were red, my nose as well, and my cheeks were bruised with a lack of sleep. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, feeling like I wanted...to puke. A soft rapping at the door made me jump, but it was only my mother."Good morning, sunshine," she sang. "Don't take too long in there."Mom loved mornings. She loved me, and the idea that Josh would show her the pictures, the movies of me with a dog, filled my mouth with bile. I dropped to my knees, retching into the toilet."Wendy?" She. Natasha is an ex girlfriend of Paul's and Natasha already knows that Paul will have a massive hard throbbing prick in his boxers. Natasha gets turned on by the thought of Paul'shard prick rubbing up against his silk boxers. Natasha has also noticed that Nikkihas the hot's for Paul and starts putting two and two together when she remembers Paultelling her that Nikki is Bi-sexual and she realises that Nikki must fancy her as well as she remembers Paul telling her that Nikki particularly likes. "Nonsense," said the Emir, "We are all family here. That is only necessary in public, Mustapha. After all, you don't do it in private, so why should she?" She is not the Crown Prince," he replied, "merely a woman." She is my first born," said the Emir firmly, "And you two will not fight. I order it."Dinner was very strained and there were two separate conversations, one between the Emir and his son, and the other between the Emir and his daughter. Neither of the young people addressed a single. I didn’t know the man, but he was in charge of feeding us, us losers, so maybe I’d be well served to talk to him.“Okay, I guess, sure,” I said. He pulled me out of the line and led me out and around to the side of the building and inside. We adjourned to a smallish office in the back of the kitchen.“Have a seat,” he said, brightly. I did as he asked.“You’re probably wondering why I asked to speak with you,” he said.“That would be a good bet,” I said.“Yes, well, a couple of friends of yours put.