I slept the sleep of the dead and, when I woke up, I found myself alone. I was disappointed. Mind-blowing as the love-making had been, I missed the in...timacy of waking up in the arms of a woman. I guessed I shouldn’t have been surprised because Prudence was way out of my league and my reward was probably due to the lack of available alternatives.Just as I was peeling myself out of bed, the door burst open and a fully-dressed Prudence burst in.“Oh good, you’re awake,” she said. “Time to get up. "Tina, thank you..." For what?" For talking. Listening..." Kim ... I've been through all this myself. Same questions. Everything. And what did your Aunt Jenn tell you?"I laughed. "She said pull up my 'big girl' pants, that 'better or worse' is real, and she sincerely doubted that with what she knew of Vicki, 'worse' wasn't much of an expectation." Wise woman, your Aunt Jenn." Uh-huh," I said. "When she's not thinking I'm insane." I imagine showing up with Tim in tow precipitated some of that.". We both held our possessions on our bare laps and combed the room as we took count of the incident that just became part of our association. “Are you ok? Do you hate me?” I asked.She looked at me and with the gentlest of ways she placed her hand on my left cheek and said, “Hate you? Silly Ash I love you. I have for years and I always will.”“What?” I questioned.“Ever since that first smirk at Kim’s house,” she explained.“But, why did you date Sam?” I asked.“To be closer to you…and I thought you. I commanded, "Stay," before I rested with my head in the swell of her breasts.It was the best fuck of my life.The brilliant sun streamed through the glass door and awakened me. Kamilah's body was pressed against me with her hair tangled around us. She mumbled in Arabic when I awakened her and tottered into the bathroom with me to bathe and dress.Breakfast was with Mohammed as Hasna and Kamilah, each dressed in an abaya and hijab, served us. That day, we met with several of the Sheik's advisors.