"Come along and meet someone you know," she said as she teased me. I watched hypnotically as her hips swayed back and forth and her calves were perfec...ly formed in her black high heel shoes. What a luscious woman, I thought.It was Steve! My boyhood friend! My lover, I had told Shari about him, but I was so surprised to see him, I didn't know what to say. He is as tall as me, and built like me, maybe a little taller, and a little thinner, though just as strong as we. I loved how his blond hair. I was just a white whore to them.A Christian whore named Jazmin. I gave them pet names, since I couldn’t think of them as real. I managed to stay sane only because I though of them as cartoon characters. They weren’t real and I did not do the things I had done. That was Jazmin, not me. I had a feeling I was going to need a lot more counseling at the end of the current gig.Since I spoke no Farsi, or whatever language they used, they felt comfortable speaking around me. They were also relaxed. In reward or revenge his fingers found my own nipples and his thigh began grinding slowly side to side. I could feel the slick slide of my lips against themselves and wet heat over all soaking through the boxers. His groans only confirmed my suspicion he could feel my wetness on his thigh. He broke our kiss, and whipped my tee over my head returning his fingers to my bare breasts to pluck and tease my painfully hard nipples. ‘I never get tired of this, how you respond to my every touch, how. There was knock on the door. I let Tiny in and he poured himself some coffee then sat with me facing the Pacific. Another knock on the door and I let Dewey in who also poured himself some coffee then dragged a chair over to join us in contemplating the deep blue expanse of water.Tiny asked, "What do you think? Is Chuck done fooling around with strange goings on?"I said, "He said he was and his boss, John, and the Marshal disappeared to go spend time with their families. Chuck still has that.