When this humble narrator last left you I had just been fired from the rock and roll lifestyle know as flipping burgers for fucking the donkey dicked ...half wit night manager. It was merely the second in a series of three jobs I would lose over the summer before I moved into the two that would end up defining the next several years of my life. But thats getting ahead of myself, you want to hear all about how my big titted self got canned from the next job. Heres a hint, its a three lettered word. Looking round carefully, she finally realised that this one was the mirror image of the previous one.'What is the Emir, David, my son, trying to do or to tell me?' she wondered, 'Certainly he knows exactly where I was incarcerated, but that would not be difficult to discover for the Emir. He knows the details of my rooms in the harem, or at least whoever built this suite does, but again, that would not be difficult for the Emir to arrange.'Catching up with the gossip in the year since she left,. Martin began to enjoy so much the power that had suddenly felt on his shoulders, that he came to fear the day when his sister was going to demand to have her say on the administration of the company. As the months went by and he saw his sister's eighteen birthdays approaching, it became an obsession with him. Why should he share with his sister, what was rightly his? He had work very hard for many years with his father, and since his father's death the company had prospered even more because of. ’ ‘Please don’t leave me Misha…I’m scared.’ ‘I won’t leave you Suzy…’ ‘Promise me…..’ ‘I promise.’ and as he said it he knew it was true. He couldn’t leave her to her own devices, she was his to look after. All the problems that came with her, he would be the one to make sure she was alright, to protect her, to keep her safe, and he knew he would always have to be the one to deal with them from now on. ‘I promise baby….your safe now.’ Laying down he held her to him, her small body protected by.