"When I heard that there was a woman trying to pretend she was a man, I thought it must be the American journalist who had herself smuggled into the c...untry under false papers," remarked the Emir, "That must have been difficult to achieve. What do you want?"Before she could answer he interrupted and said, "Just a moment, please."Then he nodded pointedly at a Major Domo who struck the ground with his mace and everyone stood up."Go on." I want to interview some women on the repression they suffer. But the top was very very loose. And even I changed to my shorts and shirt.I completely took off that intentions from my mind. We went to sleep together early that night. Both slept on same bed. she was deep sleep. Even I slept. At 10.30pm I woke up suddenly… saw Tina was in deep sleep and she was close to me and facing me. She was more beautiful when she was sleeping. Her beautiful face.Suddenly my eyes went down her face to her neck. I saw her boobs and cleavage half out because of the loose. She marked them with her name to keep her mother's identity private as she had asked for, and asked for results with urgency. The lab promised them in the next ten days. Moira called her mother that same afternoon to ask her how she was feeling, and to tell her the lab process was on its way. After hanging up, she decided go to her apartment that evening to put some toiletries, some clean underwear, a couple of dresses, a few shirts, skirts, and warm clothing that she would need in the next ten. Red Cologne was supposed to be the next Ax or Tag. Women were supposed to go wild for a guy that wore the stuff. Tracy hated the smell so I never wore it. Personally, I liked it."Okay people, quiet on the set. Action," the director called.There were no lines so we just playacted with Kasey stalking and then kissing me. Unfortunately, it was as awkward as we felt."Cut, cut. This is not working. I need more heat, more passion."We tried three more takes and not one of them was any good. Kasey was.