Tears begin to roll down my face. He smiles at me. "You feel so tight, so good. I knew you would. I am been thinking about this for 2 years, since I m...et your mother. I have dreamed of the day I could enter your virgin pussy and teach you to be a woman. Now I will look forward to Nat in another 2 years" I begin to fight. Thinking NO NOT NAT!!! He just laughes and begins to move, in and out, slowly at first, then faster. This is exciting to him. I am so scared but my body begins to respond to. My father holds a master's degree in business from Howard University in Washington D.C. He's half Black and half Arab and has lived in the United Arab Emirates for half his life. He married a gorgeous Iranian woman named Delkash Hamideh and they had me. A proud Arabian woman of mixed African and Iranian descent. My mother, Delkash Hamideh Al-Shariff is a graduate of the University of Ottawa. She has a Ph. D in Psychology. These days, she has a practice in downtown Ottawa. Treating domestic. He had delivered messages all over the castle and this was, by far, his favorite, although Pernice Wort's chambers were friendly and hospitable, too. Most of the others who called the castle their permanent home were standoffish and rude. They would have thought nothing of leaving him standing in the hallway, sometimes until he feared he had been forgotten. He was certain they had never bothered to ask his name or if they had, they found it inconsequential because they referred to him almost. When we got home, just a week later, something had changed. He refused to talk to me or see me with no real explanation. This man broke my heart, and left a gaping hole in my heart and in my life ... and I have no reason why. Which makes it very hard to move on, especially since I don't even know if that is what he wants, I don't want that. I go over and over, what did I do? How could he just not talk to me, so easily? What went wrong? Very difficult and painful situation he has put me in.The.