My pussy ached for him to touch it. He sat back and began rubbing my inner thighs. I slowly opened my legs for him to see my soft, smooth pussy. “Yo...ur so beautiful Lace” he said in a whisper. He reached down and touched my pussy. I was literally soaked by this time and there was a large wet spot on the bed. “Someone is excited” he purred.I shivered at his touch.His towel then fell off, exposing his gigantic hard on. “I’m excited too” he said with a wink. My heart raced. What was he planning to. "* * *Chapter 15: Living in the Palace"Are you Baba's new wife?"Daima turned away from her computer to find a 12 year old girl sittingon her bed, swinging her legs back and forth.This was the first time Daima had opened the door to her room to thecourtyard (one of four courtyards in the Palace) to get a breeze, andnow already here was a child.Since being brought to the Palace, she had stayed entirely in her ownsuite which was basically a hotel suite with a bedroom, living room,office space. She felt her mouth go dry and her heartbeat quicken. She walked to the counter and picked up her coffee unable to take her eyes off the accusing information.Bill lifted his cup to his mouth and sipped “don’t let it get cold” he said. She drank with trembling hands. Waiting. “This made very interesting reading. Do you want to know your results?” She didn’t answer, she couldn’t. “Your not slave material, your fantasies reveal your quite a slut “he chuckled.” But what I found most fascinating was. Taking out a lot of student loans didn't seem like such a great idea either, especially as I didn't have a clue about what I wanted to do for a living. I had the patience for machine shop work, especially the tricky jobs that required extremely tight variances of 1/1000th of an inch or more. I became good at this sort of work and had a pretty nice resume of both old-fashioned and computerized machine tools that I could operate, and a stable job history working for some of the better regional.