There were also a couple of strippers there. Anything can be had in the middle east.All the guys drank, yes there was alcohol, and watched the girls ...do their thing. Both were beautiful Filippino women. They were well tipped and sent on their way. I was the only non Arab guy there and was the subject of a good amount of attention. I made quite a few friends. But that didn't really prepare me for what was going to happen next. Guys started feeling each other up through their clothes. I saw. It's not easy for me but I've beenthrough it before, Mom's never been under constant surveillancebefore. The first few days she tried to put up a brave front, usingall the rooms in the house but since I debugged her bedroom, shespends practically all her non-working time there or the kitchen. It'sonly natural to hide out where you feel safe but it looks odd tosomeone on the outside, which we can't afford. About the only time Ican get her out of her bedroom in the evening is to watch TV or play. I asked my sister to teach me how to kiss. She was really good, teaching me how to determine which way to turn your head, so you don’t bump noses. She went into a lot of detail about how to french kiss, demonstrating over and over, until I did it right.We heard mom pull in the driveway, so Susan took my hand off her covered breast as we got out, dried off and met her inside.“What have you two been doing today?” she asked.“We drove around for a while then decided it was too hot to do anything. "I was non-plussed. Should I have been insulted? Whatever did she mean? These were my good friends, and it was my birthday celebration no less.Was she trying to upset me?The girls could see I was a little upset, and Cindy Bonino said, "Linda,I'm sure it means nothing, it was just a sweet, thoughtful gift. But,you have to admit, it IS a little unusual. It IS possible that thatBobby was trying to tell you something."I said, "Tell me what? He is seventeen years old. He is a totallynormal.