I'd make a light dinner before relaxing nude in the hot tub listening to the classics, sipping wine, and reading a good book. That's what I was doing ...ne night in late April when the phone rang."Hi, Mike. How are you?" She tried to make her voice light and happy, but I knew that voice only too well and I heard the tension there."Fine, Janet. How are you?" Did she hear the tension in mine?"I'm fine, too. Thanks for asking." She started talking about the children. I knew that wasn't the reason. Later, she says “My ass need cock, can't you see that Mike, please?”I pulled out my dick from her cunt and I pushed it into her ass. I keep going so far and I fuck her ass very hard. At that time she was moaning loudly as I fucked her ass very hard till she feel that was my cock. Fuck me, ooooh, god, goood, your cock feel so good in my ass, fuck me bro, fuck, gush, ooooooh, yes, oooooh, god, fuck me. She was saying that as she was fingering her cunt and she was rubbing her clit. I went on. Two glorious breasts hung down. Hands moved down the legs and a tiny ribbon of red material could be seen entangled at her knees. It was stepped out of one leg at a time."Sit on the bed and show me that little smoothie of yours Gwen. Sit and show it, sit and... Ohhhh damn she let her hair grow back in, damn!"Movement caught my eye and I saw a young blonde heading towards the pool with a towel over her shoulder."Isn't that Gwen there?" I pointed across the backyard as I turned back to the naked. They would live in luxury for the rest of their lives, as the family of The Martyr: the Executioner of the Great Satan.Jerome decided that he wasn't a Muslim, when he watched his family drive away. He was still angry at the US government for abandoning him, but he couldn't support a religion that threatened his family, either. His government's abandonment didn't justify what the Islamists were planning. Jerome didn't have a clue about what to do to stop these men. His only option was to stay.