There was a UV light above our heads which caused a slight glow. The room was very small and the two of us barely fit inside.“What’s this for?” ... asked. Jill shrugged. We looked around the room and I felt Jill tap me on the shoulder. I turned around and Jill pointed to a hole in the wall, which lead to the room on the other side. The hole was circled by neon paint.“Is that what I think it is?” I asked. Jill knelt down next to it.“What is it?” She asked, starting to look through the hole.. As I started to enter the booth I looked around to seeif I anyone was around who might want to join me. Ididn’t see anyone so I closed and locked the door andwent over to put money in the machine. The main moviethat came up showed a guy fucking a tight-bodied chickin the ass while another dude licked her cunt. Istarted to pull down my pants and move back to thebench seat next to the video controls. There he was, sitting on the bench in the corner. Hispants were around his ankles and he. Just as I was beginning to relax, I recognized Ali Amin, my demanding trainer working as a translator at the visa desk in the main lobby. Of course, he saw through my disguise easily and signaled me to be on the alert. I wondered what thoughts ran through his devious mind as he sat there peacefully sipping his cup of tea holding the warmth of the cup between his pair of huge dangerous hands that never showed mercy when there was a mission to be completed.The television sets were giving non-stop. If only the family knew what kind of person Marie was in secret, they would have never chosen her to accompany Noora on this first trip away from Dubai alone. Marie’s secret was that she was a slut, who had already fucked many strange men on her days off while she was in Dubai.Marie was tired because she had not really slept more than a few hours the night before the 7.45 pm flight. She was glad that the flight to London was seven hours long, and that Noora was travelling in First Class, while.