Our cook Tasneed is a 44-year-old Muslim lady, been working for us for over 10 years and with my parents for over 20 years. She is fair, 5’ 2’ squ...t figure. Wide hips, 26 breasts. Has three c***dren, two married and is already a grandmother. To us, she was a gentle soul.Husband is a typical chauvinist, very restrictive, checks her phone etc. As our family has looked after them for years, I was trusted!Lately, she had gone extreme in her cooking – too much spice, food served too hot. Boy, she. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even better than the back! The first thing I noticed were those bright green eyes on the cutest face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her face was nice and round but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim. Her mouth was a little small, but it quickly turned to the nicest smile as she spun around and saw. "Do you really think that wise?" I simply know that last night..." Last night should not have happened. If it hadn't been for the storm..." We both wanted what happened last night, and it was wonderful, but it is not the sex of which I speak." Oh?" No. Last night I found a woman, a very beautiful woman who I also discovered is intelligent and sensitive, sadly, to whom life has been unfair." We deserve what we get in life." Not always, Niomi. You deserve much better than the life you are living.. The man who climbed out of the carriage was easily six foot six and weighed in at around three hundred pounds. He was wearing black armor. The chest piece had a red skull on it that was glowing.I watched as he hugged the man I was following. They pounded each other's backs, and I winced at the solid thuds I heard."Chase, how goes it?" John asked his friend.I lay less than twenty feet from them and listened to them talk."Going good, we have swept up around seven hundred natives and dispatched.