My long red hair also was showcased by the dress. I never looked better. I looked at Emma and said, “Good call, how do I look?” “You look radian... ma’am, I mean Julia.” She said overly friendly. “Radiant. That is very flattering. Can you bring me a pair of matching heels for this dress?” “Sure,” she said, “A size 6 I assume.” “You are very good at your job Emma, a size six indeed.” Emma walked away, her ass swaying perfectly in her tight black skirt. I winked at Gwen as I quickly pulled off my. I ran away quickly, to place her clothes over the shower curtain and then grabbed a large quilt from the shelf. I returned to find you, shivering and rocking in the chair. "I don't have anything for you to put on but here's a quilt," I said.You stood up and I wrapped it round your body. My eyes, tried not to linger over your stunning breasts. "I'll get you something warm to drink. All I have is coffee but I'll fix it up for you." I continued to talk, as I moved into the kitchen. Taking a bottle. I wasn’t quite sure where that would all lead, but it would be out of our hands in any case. On the plus side, when the war had started the price of oil had skyrocketed. Now that the war was over, the price had dropped, and the Saudis were pumping extra to make up for the loss of Iraqi production. I wondered how the future increases in Kurdish oil production would be appreciated.The meeting with the Kuwaitis was all sweetness and light. The Iraqis hadn’t managed to do anything to them but blow. “How are you feeling after your flogging?” I asked, “do these hurt?” I grabbed a handful of her right breast and squeezed. I tried the other one and she whimpered.“You know you only have yourself to blame. You get no sympathy from me. You deserved every stroke. And how is your cunt?”I let go of her tit and felt between her legs before giving her a couple of hard smacks. This got a full yelp! I was amazed that the little tramp was still wet down there. She opened her mouth to protest.“P ….