A lady came and sat down next to my wife and we started talking. It was not long before her hand started to work it’s way up from my wife’s knee u...p her thigh. When she finally got all the way up and felt that my wife was smooth and bald, she said, “mmmm, just the way I like it. You mind if I get a closer look?” My wife just spread her legs without saying a word. The lady got on her knees between my wife’s legs and it wasn’t long before she had her tongue deep inside my wife. As soon as my wife. I had my arm around Melissa's shoulder, ostensibly to provide a little warmth, and our conversation got quieter and softer and more exclusive with the mood around us. We were still just talking about easy stuff, about teachers and coaches, dissing our friends, that kind of thing, but there was an undertone we were both aware of, even if we weren't actually acknowledging it. By evening's end we were holding hands and laughing comfortably with each other like we had been doing this for months.. "I address her as my Master instructs," he said firmly, "I was told this morning that she would return today and that she was to be treated with all the respect due to the mother of an Emir, and quite specifically that her title is the Dowager Princess Zubeydeh and she is to be addressed as Highness."Then he added a malicious lie as a tiny revenge for Maryam's increasing intransigence in recent months, "Even now I await instructions as to where she is to be accommodated."He had known for months. Later, this question was taken totally seriously, however, and arrangements were made for a suitable virgin to be flown to England the day before the Emir's arrival to be on hand for the return journey if necessary.For the harem, there was no prior indication of the Emir's departure; all they knew was that one evening he was not in the harem for the night, and no women were prepared against the possibility of his unexpected return. Zubeydeh correctly interpreted that as meaning that the Chief.