"Bet your cock is, too, after being up my shitty ass. So what do you say, David, why don't we clean each other off... before we get back from the, uh,...movies."David checked the clock. It was on the wall by the door. And, suddenly, time had run out."Oh, Jesus," David gasped under his breath, as the door was nudged ajar from the other side, "we're fucked!" Mmmm, are we," Christy dreamily sighed, not knowing what her cousin actually meant."More than you think," David said, before the door swung. Just feel how firm this one is.”The other man gave the older his wine cup and using both hands touched Laixa. I could see her eyes and the pain she felt, it wasn’t physical but emotional. She was a beautiful girl from Syria and had been in the villa longer than I. Laixa was not shy; she loved a good cock both in pussy and ass. Sometimes at night, I could hear her fornicating with another slave. I thought she had eyes for me too. Many a night I had laid awake waiting for her to come to me, but. She knew the glasses were only a prop. Ali's eyesight was perfect; the lenses were uncorrected optical glass. While she wondered what Ali was doing, the answer was not long in coming.She looked around the table and appeared stern. The girls slowly sat up very straight in their chairs and the room become quiet. The only sound was the air flow from the registers. Ali was amused. They appeared like children with their hands caught in the cookie jar, waiting for their mother to say something.Ali. "I think they talked about iton QI once, if you can match something closely enough, the human braincan kinda 'fill in the blanks'." And the quarter of a million?" Stuart asks."My 'reward' for a job well done," I say."Seems a bit steep for a week's work," Stuart says. "AND it's a bitfunny that someone with male genetics could look so much like 'thesupermodel'... Hang on, were you transitioning at the time?" ...No," I say in a small voice, not wanting to lie to my boyfriend."So, what," Stuart.