30 that evening they came back as they said they were tired,me and miss t wee a bit tipsy and started makin fun saying were double your age and can ha...ndle it better than you two!at this they started bringing us shots back from the bar ,after about 5 drinks later we was a bit worse for wear,and said were goin to our room!they started poking fun at us then,saying we was boring!i said bring a couple of bottles to our room then!which they did!it wasnt long before we got talking about sex,it was. ” He hands me the cocktail menu; I look down and am happy to see the gin and ginger cocktail that I’d enjoyed so much during the interview. I look up to see Marc is standing over us. Almost as tall as Patrick, but just a bit lankier, his trimmed dark hair, full dark brows and hazel eyes would be hard for almost any woman to resist; however, it was his ever present smile and sweet flirtation that won me over so many months ago. “Hello Corrine and Patrick! Two of my favorite people here. Mother and son wrapped themselves in each other's arms as a peaceful sleep began to descend on them. Mark awoke from a pleasant dream lying on his side with a huge erection wedged between his mother's legs. Glancing over his mum's shoulder, he saw the time was just after 4am. and a bright shaft of moonlight shone through a gap in the curtain over the bedroom window and reflectied off her dark hair. He gazed in wonder at his mum's sleeping figure, listened to her soft, rhythmic breathing. He. .." Alima started, but the Emir interrupted."Do you really think it seemly to discuss the relative flavours, and possibly the performances of two men with whom you have slept in front of both of them?" he asked, now unmistakably angry."You did ask," whined Alima."I seem to recall that you started this unsavoury conversation, Alima, and I think your first comment was devastatingly accurate, Ayda. It was naughty to start it and it was even more naughty to continue it. I think both of you should.