The black Mercedes drove up to the palace entrance, black steel gates with the solid gold royal seal on it, the Royal Khanjars crossing one another in... a circle, the gates effortlessly opened for us. Ah, come my dear. I shall show you my home. David? Will you come inside? he paused for my uncle. …Yes…yes Sultan. my uncle opened the car door, stepped out and held it open for The Sultan. After you my dear… he smiled. My name is Claire…… Sultan. I shot him a half smile as I went to get out. I. ..” I hugged her again to make my point.“If you are willing and would stick with me, I’d love to hear your thoughts on where we should go explore, that might please us both.”Abby looked at me for a long moment, considering what I was really suggesting. Her brow was furrowed as she contemplated my invitation to live with me from now on. “You really want to invite me to live with you? Even though we’ve only been together three days and I bring absolutely nothing to a relationship but my presence?. I run my fingers into your hair massaging your head slowly as I move to your temples massaging in a circular motion. Putting more oil on my hands I begin massaging the sides of your neck, and continue working my way down your arm. I love the feel of you as my hands move against your skin. As soon as I finish massaging each finger, I do the same to your other arm than move to your chest. I continue massaging every inch of your chest, as I gently run my nails along your skin. Your. And that is very nasty.)I said, “Jagchhe? To hoe jak?” (If there is a feeling, then should we?)Mimi said, “public dekhe korte hobe, chaap na holei holo, I am in.” (Need to do it keeping in view the public-the guy; it should not be troublesome….. I am in.) she said with a naughty smile.The guy arrived after 15minutes. We sat on the boat. The boats were wooden, hand-rowed, having 3 thick planks of wood in the middle for passengers to sit.I and Mimi sat side by side on the middle plank and the boy.