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"What I require is someone newly graduated from your school, male, preferably an older student with some experience outside college before coming on your course," the butler said to the Principal of London's leading private college specialising in the training of senior domestic staff for the nobility, "He will be my deputy here at the Golden Palace in Kobek in the service of His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever."

"It would be illegal for us to discriminate on the grounds of sex when offering candidates," said the Principal.

"Not in Kobekistan it wouldn't. Have you considered that it might be illegal in England for you to offer me female candidates to be employed in Kobekistan? It could be construed as aiding and abetting the white slave trade," Robinson pointed out.

"Well, as it is we have only two graduates who have the previous experience that you requested and they both happen to be male. I will fax over their details and you can let me know. You will have to move fast though; there is a high demand for such staff."

When he had considered the two CVs from the college, he telephoned London again, grateful for the time difference as it was now evening in Kobekistan but everyone was still hard at work in London.

"I would like to interview both of them as soon as possible," Robinson said.

"Well I am afraid you can't," apologised the Principal, "Only Colin Jones is available, the other one has just been hired by someone else."

"Can I see Jones?"

"Yes. As it happens he is with me now. When would you like to see him, and where?"

"Tomorrow, if that is possible. Of course he will have to stay over night, but we have plenty of accommodation here."

"Where is 'here'?" inquired the Principal.

"Oh, the Golden Palace in Kobekistan," replied Robinson, "If he catches the morning flight from Heathrow I will arrange for him to be met here. The ticket will be at the check-in desk."

After some more polite conversation the butler put the telephone down and considered how to approach the young interviewee. That he wanted to hire him was not the question; Robinson's method of filling any domestic vacancy was to pick one or two from the available candidates and hire them. If they were no good they could be fired again easily enough; he did not believe that an interview told him anything worth while about a would-be employee. An interview was useful for the candidate, however; it enabled them to ask questions about the job.

The problems exercising Robinson's mind revolved around how much he should show the young man of the way of life in Kobekistan, and in the Golden Palace in particular, 'Should a I provide a concubine in his room on the night he will have to stay? Should bath girls be provided? Should I have him flown in as a 'guest of the Emir' or as a visitor to Robinson? Should I arrange for him 'accidentally' to see someone whipped? Could I prevent him seeing such an occurrence?'

It was mid-evening, Kobekistani time, when the Colin Jones arrived at the Golden Palace having been flown in First Class as a visitor. He had been a little surprised at how free the other passengers were in running their hands over the stewardesses, but none of the girls had objected so he had said nothing. Breasts had rubbed firmly against his shoulder as food was served but he had restrained himself.

At the Golden Palace he was told that Robinson was with the Emir and he was shown to a palatial room with an attached bathroom on one side and a small sitting room on the other. A man stood just inside the door, saying nothing and as immobile as a statue. Colin supposed that he was waiting for a tip, but as he had no Kobekistan money he wondered what to do.

"What are you waiting for?" he inquired.

"Master, I am here at the Master's service. If the Master wants anything, I am to provide it," replied the man in a funny squeaky voice.

"Well if you could tell me where I could get some coffee and perhaps a little food. Some sandwiches perhaps?" asked Colin tentatively.

"What sandwiches would you wish, Master?"

"What can you provide?"

The man looked slightly offended and replied, "I do not think you will find the kitchens of the Golden Palace of His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever, wanting in any way, Master."

Colin Jones knew when he was being put in his place, so he decided to fight back. If he got this job he would be senior to this footman, or whatever rank the man was.

"I'll have beef, rare mind, and smoked salmon please."

The man spoke in Arabic into the telephone and resumed his imitation of a statue. In much less time than Colin thought possible, a tray arrived with two piles of sandwiches, some salad, a variety of fruit, some of which he did not recognise, and a cafetière of coffee which smelled delicious.

As he was tucking in the door opened and a man in full evening dress walked in; this could only be the butler to the Emir, his putative employer.

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I’ve been naughty. We both know it, but you are waiting for me to confess. You are waiting for me to come to you, to admit I need your discipline and guidance in order to behave. To willingly accept my punishment. To ask for it. To give up the choice to even keep my failings a secret.And I do. I come in quietly and slip to my knees beside you, staring at the floor, barely able to whisper:“Sir?”“Yes.”“I need to tell you,” I start, then I shake my head, already failing at this too.“May I confess...

Foursome

My wife of six years, Shreya, was a marvelous lover. We had had two children, who were, at the time of this story, ages five and four. She had regained much of her voluptuous figure. Sex was fun. We tried new things. Even though I traveled perhaps five days out of each month, the days I was gone were rarely more than two at a time, so we had several passionate homecomings plus enough regular lovemaking to average about 20 times a month. We made love in the car, in the living room, in the...

Abstract Nothings

Part 1: Charlotte and Josh Life is a journey of unpredictable occurrences and yet it also harbours the tendency of repetition and the stark reality of being ordinary. Miracles and phenomenon are extremely rare; even more rare it is to be the witness of true love. Luck has never been on my side — it is often battling against me — and yet I am able to observe this rare miracle of love everyday — in all of its beauty and chaos. The aura of true love emanates radiantly from the two I know as...

My wife turned a trick in a bar

My wife and I used to play a game called "Bar Girl" where Sheree would dress up like a working girl in a short tight skirt and often a lowcut top and push up bra. She would carry a little purse on a long strap with $200-$300 in cash and an assortment of condoms and a lipstick and some gum. She would go to a hotel bar in an area near the airport. She would hang out at the bar and nurse a drink until I came up and asked her the cost and what was available in earshot of outer bar patrons and the...

Jokes and Giggles Part TwoChapter 491

Ponderisms... Some things to think about... I used to eat a lot of natural foods until I learned that most people die of natural causes. Can you cry under water? How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered? Why do you have to “put your two cents in” ... but it’s only a “penny for your thoughts”? Where’s that extra penny going? (taxes?) What disease did cured ham actually have? How is it that we put man on the moon before we...

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