A Secret Rendezvous #ScintillatingSunday

"Passion makes the old medicine new: passion lops of the bough of weariness. Passion is the elixir that renews: how can there be weariness when passion is present? Oh, don't sigh heavily from fatigue: seek passion, seek passion, and seek passion!"


Rumi


Scintillating Sunday


Welcome to the Scintillating Sunday blog hop where multiple romance author share 1 to 8 paragraphs only of one of their novels.  


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 A Secret Rendezvous


is a scintillating excerpt from A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young


Video trailer for UNBRIDLED http://bit.ly/1CqXmCP


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Excerpt:


The birthday boy dressed in white descended the grand staircase with his proud father to the festive sounds of drums and gongs, followed by clapping friends and cheering relatives. The party had begun. The large dining table was laid with fabulous edible goodies, welcoming guests to dig in. Like most major Islamic celebrations, the presences of religious clerics were de-rigueur, especially in the initiation of a boy's coming-of-age, and Jasim was no exception to the rule. Unlike Riqz, who was circumcised at 13, Jasim had been through Khitan (Islamic circumcision) in his 7th month out of his mother's womb. This was a celebration to officially announce to the Islamic community that he was ripe for the picking. Jasim, the boy, was now Jasim, a man.


Besides Jasim's Muslim classmates, his sisters��� friends were also invited to partake in this joyous occasion. As the celebration progressed into the evening, I had to excuse myself from Andy to use a rest facility. As I tried finding a vacant washroom (which seemed to be constantly occupied), I decided to return to the Maktub to use our private toilet facility. While passing the gravel car park jammed full of sports cars, I noticed a couple of shadows flitting into an empty courtyard between the quiet guest chambers in the Maktub outbuilding. I followed.


In the cloud covered moonlight I trailed the mysterious shadows, which disappeared into an olive garden. Camouflaged behind an olive tree I spied on the couple. A man and a woman whispered softly in the darkness. I couldn���t make out who they were but when the crescent moon reappeared, Thabit's eldest daughter and a man whose back was turned my direction were in passionate embrace. Fascinated by this scenario, I watched unmoved, even though my bladder was dying for release. Before long her veiled head was bobbing back and forth in front of her lover���s crotch. I could no longer hold my urgency and urinated at my hiding place.


 If it was the sound of my urination that stirred the lovers to disentangle, I would never know. Before I could stuff my trickling penis back in my pants, the lovers were scampering in different directions. Under the silvery moon Sabiya ran, and so did my teacher. The sweet Arab girl of sixteen going on seventeen was caught tasting the forbidden fruit of a thirty-seven going on thirty-eight-year-old Italian man of distinction. Though shocked by what I had witnessed, I had no desire to jeopardize the passion between the lovers so I made up my mind to keep this a secret. I did not report to Andy or Oscar and certainly not to the Wazir of what transpired within the olive garden.


A Secret Rendezvous 


From the back cover


This provocative story is about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.


It is also a love story between the young man and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperone and mentor during the boy���s Harem service.


Author���s note:


I had a privileged and unique upbringing in Malaysia, where I was known as a "sissy boy." Following in my brothers' footsteps, I was sent to an exclusive boarding school in England. It is there that I was inducted into a clandestine organization, E.R.O.S. The Enlightened Royal Oracle Society. For four years, unbeknownst to my family, I was willingly and happily part of a Harem.


My story has been kept under wraps for close to 45 years. The correct moment has arrived for me to make known my unique education. 


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There are 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.


A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young


Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 13 months running.


Email: young@aharemboysaga.com


Website: http://aharemboysaga.com/wp/


Pinterest: http://bit.ly/1IDX5DP 


UK Amazon: http://amzn.to/1DkHC8v


US Amazon: http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY


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 5.0 out of 5 starsReally great read!


ByMonique Boulanger on August 14, 2015
 
Format: Kindle Edition
 
This book is eloquently written and I wish I could have grabbed the first one before starting in on this wonderful read. Young���s life is one of those mesmerising timelines that you really don���t believe is real, but honestly is. The fantastical journey of a young man who gets to experience everything and anything many people only dream of is just wonderful, and I secretly envy him, but in a good way.

The transitions between the present writing and memory are smooth and seamless. You can tell the difference in time, but other than that it fits very well with the past narrative. You can tell it's a stroll down memory lane while he looks to reconnect with his former lover.

The views he has on sexuality mirror that of my own. The fact that sex is a sacred act, a link between the mortal and divine is very well articulated in this book and it resonated with me at a very core level. This comes through as Young and his party work on a project called ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���

This book also opens up some of the lesser known aspects of a few cultures, that���s as much as I want to say without spoilers, but Young���s education delves into the hidden aspects of the cultures he was exposed to, that certain things aren���t as cut and dry as the authors of the tomes of history would like you to think. This definitely causes the reader to do a little bit of soul searching as to what one has been told is culturally appropriate regarding love and sex.
 
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