When he heard me respond in his native tongue, the Prince sat up higher in his seat and smiled. He playfully pulled me with his hand closer in toward him. As the skin of our bodies touched, I felt an actual spark of electricity between us. When the Prince arched his eyebrows, I knew he felt the spark too. Once he crossed the barrier between us by touching my hand, I knew our bodies were sexually drawn to one another in a powerful way, as man and woman. I fought off the natural impulse to sit down on his lap like the escorts in the room and kiss the Prince’s full lips. I wanted to do that and much more. By the hungry way he looked at me, I knew the Prince wanted to have s*x with me too, in a variety of ways…
The s*x addiction that made me such a valuable asset to the US government began to
