“That’s where I completed my PhD. We lived in England for four years.”“Have you met any of the other neighbors?”“No. Your young woman frie...d saw my wife and daughter walking and spoke to them. She’s the first person in the neighborhood to do that.”“I assume there’s a mosque somewhere close.”“On 47th Street. We’ve made friends there, and of course, I have colleagues at the university.”I saw Albert fidgeting, which didn’t surprise me. He wasn’t used to this kind of setting. Yousef, on the other. Yae,You came for me after all.Please hurry.I’m right below you.I know you might not make it in time, but I’ll wait for you until the very end.-SaeJust a few simple words of a sister believing she was going to be saved, well, at least her definition of saved. Sae wanted to die, to have her twin Yae perform the sacrifice with her. The damned sacrifice, how cruel is it to make a set of twins go through this, to make the “older” kill the “younger”. I can see why Yae wanted to leave with Sae, no. We had the pool to ourselves on this day, and we were going to take advantage of it. After three or more margaritas she got to feeling really frisky. I looked over, and she had taken off her bikini top. She was so fucking hot, and my cock started to stir in my shorts. I looked over to her and said, “You keep that up and you may not get a chance to go inside before I fuck you.” Taking the bottle of tanning oil and pouring some in her hand she said, “Maybe I don’t want to go inside. Maybe I. Again, I got that pit right in his face. He kinda smirked—lookin kinda like Elvis, and said again “ya dawg—you stink” I just held my ground and grinned at him with “ya, I guess they pretty ripe by now, some dudes like that” with an evil grin. By now I can see that between the ripe funk of my pits, sweat dripping down the sides of my ribcage and the buzz of the joint, that Jamie was at the state of a horny drunk sailor. I finished up my piss, and turned to the left, now facing him. I stared him.