The whole mosque knows. Word is spreading.”“What are you talking about, Vasilla? Can’t this wait until morning?”“I thought I’d call you ri...ht away, your holiness.”“Who knows? And who is ‘he?’”“The Imam, your holiness.”“What?!” yelled Khozem, more awake.“The Imam, your holiness. He knows, everyone knows.”“How the hell does he know?”“His mother told him.”“His mother? Well then how did the rest of the mosque find out?”After a moment of silence, Vasilla told him about the outburst.“Oh dear,. “Put her down this instant,” Mother cried.“Have a care mother, one can’t have people put down for fornicating,” I advised.“I mean desist you fool!” she countered, “What on earth has got into you?”“I rather think his Lordship has got into her!” Carruthers explained.“Very funny Carruthers, bring a pail of water and subdue their ardour would you?” Mother suggested.“I fear it may damage the piano - forte,” Carruthers replied.“Bloody energetic that son of yours,” Mr Morley chipped in.“I have never. ‘Damn!’ I said to myself or at least I thought I did. She gave me a weird look. ‘What? Is there something wrong’ she frowned moving her hand up to her wild hair. ‘Uh nothing I’m sorry I woke you.’ I walked past her into the apartment. It was a quaint little place comfortable and homey only a few pictures: one of her by herself, two of her with a guy and another woman and one of her as little kid standing with an older Asian gentleman and an boy who looked to be a few years older than she was. She is the kind of girl to like bondage and incest. She is smart, kind and has a great sense of humor. Anyways, you guys and girls don’t care about that, that’s not why you’re reading this story. You want to hear all the naughty things I so wish to do with her, well here we go: I would love to kiss her for a bit, then talk. Gently approach my hand closer to her thigh, all while looking in her eyes. Abruptly, go very fast to her crotch and feel the warmth emitted by her pussy hidden in her.