"Disrobed!!!" ordered Mrs Aziz.Carol, her mom and Aunt Sonya stripped off their robes, revealing their white slim naked flesh before the two fat dark-...kinned Arab ladies."These two are typical western whores!!" Saba looking down at Carol's mom and aunt in disgust."Why??" Mrs Aziz wasn't sure what Saba meant."You can see they have no pubic hairs between their legs!! These western whores shave their pubic hair as they do this to have better sex with many men!!" commented Saba vulgarly.Mrs Aziz. She was short two of her best girls and had even substituted for one of them servicing a pair of very demanding and disgustingly drunk bureaucrats from the Hall of Justice.Despite her advancing years, Marie LaRousse was quite an attractive and petite female in her late thirties. She had the most beguiling smile and her derriere was fought over by male admirers many times in her early years of service in the House of Sensuality.Her body was aching from the spirited games the nasty pair had. The man must have lifted his leg high enough that the bullet had skimmed along the muscle and burrowed in under the kneecap. It was still in his leg.As she had not let go of his hand, Willow had followed Ty. She too looked dispassionately at the wound. “I’m sorry, but I don’t have the tools here to remove a bullet in that position,” she told the man bluntly. “We will have to immobilise your leg until we can get you medical help. Although, it would be easier if we just put a hole in your. Andres looked as he was thinking this over. His face morphed its way through worry, surprise, and finally ended in a big smile."Where would that be?" he asked quickly after the smile flashed.A few scars and countless bruises taught Joyce to think before she spoke. "You never answered my question, Andres." Having a piece of hope to hold on to, no matter how tenuous, let her stretch and stand her ground.Andres went back to his poker face. Even the girls had leaned in a bit, showing support for.