"Hey, I didn't get a letter or send a confirmation Kelly. Are you sure you made a reservation?" Dad asked suspiciously looking over at his brother Tim...."Oh, so sorry Ben, I happened to see the letter from her in the incoming mail, and opened it. I sent the confirmation to her. I must have forgotten to register it in Frolic's master booking schedule on the computer," he said rather unconvincingly. "You know how computer illiterate I am," he lamely volunteered.Dad frowned at Uncle Tim, but my. She was watching the TV. A suicide bomber had killed twenty-four people in the small town where she grew up. I told her she shouldn’t cry. Mom said, “Don’t worry, Callie. These are Allah’s tears. He’s weeping at the evil done in his name.””Silence followed. I was moved and felt sadness settle over me. To change the subject, I asked her, “How did a Muslim woman end up married to an army general? It seems odd.”“Dad was stationed in Beirut. He met Mom there. I guess love doesn’t recognize any. “Oh no bitch my boys here first, then I’ll tap that ass of yours.” His boys turned out the be the huge guy Id followed and another guy, more fat than muscle but just as dark. They took up places on each side of me so I just reached up and unzipped the huge guy’s pants. I could smell the sweat and musk from him and knew he would taste like sweat and piss, but hell it was a first class seat right. I took him in my mouth and I was right, musky sweat and piss hit my tongue while I licked his. I said her to take that room and I will look for some other hotel.She said not a problem we both can stay in that hotel itself. As she pleased a lot I accepted. We went to room and I took the towel that was given in hotel and went to bathroom as we were drenched in rain. I removed all my dresses and took the towel and tied in my waist. When I opened the door I was shocked to see her because she was also just wearing that towel along her waist and she was naked on top. On seeing her I said sorry.