At first she was grateful for his help, she realised that if her plight became known her career would have been ruined. It was only when she found out...what he required from her for his help that she had at first refused even to consider his offer.Berlusconi was well known among his many close friends and associates for his interesting and somewhat unusual parties. He liked to put on special entertainment for his guests and Tina was that special entertainment he was planning for his forthcoming. I said, "Alright Ms. Attitude". I walked up to the door. She was already there, Kay made a face at me while sticking her tongue out. I thought to myself damn she is fine as hell. Kay opened the door then said, "follow me its in my office". "Why you didn't have it in your hand when you came to the door?", I asked jokingly. "Boy shit up, I was about to keep your shit" she replied. "You wasn't about to keep those, hell you talking bout", I said. "Boy come on" she while turning around. Then started. With some slight vagueness on the travel and requisition orders, they had driven the Hummers to Sacramento and onto an USAF MAC flight heading north. From there, they had driven them to the fort and taken some rooms at the lodge, which Pineapple had arranged. I was amazed at the speed they moved at. Just like the old days, they functioned cohesively and with a purpose.I was finally able to meet Mrs. Pineapple/Kanaka. She was definitely Samoan and a very nice outgoing person. She actually called. Neelu kissed her father back and sucked on his invading tongue sometime biting it with her teeth ever so gently. She felt her both breasts being mauled with an increasing intensity that seem to set them on fire. Her father sometime pushed both breasts into her chest and sometime he would squeeze them with his hands and try to pull them away from her chest, both making her gasp and burn with an ever escalating lust.Taran sensing the increasing lust in his daughter pulled her panties off her hips.