I pour drinks and get paid. Simple.Just before 8 a group of women turned up, one was obviously the bride. They were decked out in their finest. Toby h...d arranged some finger food as well. I began to pour drinks and I heard several comments about “the hot waiters”. The crowd grew and was flat out pouring drinks. I noticed a few older women also arriving. I assumed mother of the bride and friends. I had my head down pouring more drinks when I looked up and standing right in front of me shocked. We have set up several test situations for you, assuming you can do as you claim."I sighed, and nodded.What followed, was several hours of me doing 'remote viewing', while I described what was going on at a given place, after I connected with someone. I related how many people were around the person in question, and what his/her surroundings were. They wanted details, and I gave them.I started getting tired after three hours of constant work, and said I had to stop. I think they were also. During lunch break we finally caught up properly. She told me about how she was too afraid to message me and I agreed I felt the same way. She was much more womanly from when I had last seen her, her breasts were full and her face looked much more mature. She also seemed a lot more mature in personality, it was almost as if she were a different person. “So did anything interesting happen during break?” she asked passively. I paused and pondered on whether or not to tell Zoe about Kylie. I. “Jamaal I am in love with him, I want to hold him and protect him, but I know I can’t. Our religion won’t allow me to, I have already committed a sin for which I could be severely punished, Achmed knows this and all the men who watched me fuck him know this to be true, and no matter what I do I am going to loose. If I do as Achmed asks then I will be harming the boy forever, if I don’t then I could be castrated or even worse, killed!” Ijah said in a desperate sounding tone. There was another.