”“No ... No wait, the rest of that chocolate,” Daniel said. “Feed it to me.”“Yes Master.”Asrah picked up the chocolate, broke a piece of..., and placed it into Daniel’s mouth.“This is the life, isn’t it Asrah?”“Yes Master.”Antonella laid in bed that night, worried. There didn’t look to be any way to solve this dilemma. The best she could hope for it seemed was that very few Masters fell for the traps that had been laid for them. Things had all seemed so simple when she’d first met that genie, all. Nearby in one of the gazebos was a fat man in his 50s with pudgy face. He was mostly bald except a few short grey hair on the sides. She that that he was a friar judging by the brown habit and crucifix chain he was wearing, and from the large backpack and shoulder bag (that looked as worn and faded as his habit) beside him. She thought that he might be travelling to somewhere that's quite so far from here. "Good evening brother, go to Hemmingford?" she greeted him after first getting out of her. She said James a few times to get her tongue around it and asked if I would buy her a drink and I waved the Mamasan across to order a ladydrink for the two girls. Pao cuddled up close and immediately put her hand on my thigh. She giggled and said I was a handsome man. She was wearing a bikini with the top just big enough to cover her small breasts. The bottom part was fairly skimpy and nothing seemed out of place there. She had brown hair falling down over her shoulders with lovely hazel eyes. She smiles over her shoulder at me and heads towards it, noticing a couple already sat in the tub with the girl knelt between his legs, obviously jerking him off under the water. "Don't mind us" she says as they brake their kiss and look at us both as she climbs into the tub and stands in the middle. I climb in behind her and take a seat in the water, it coming up to my upper chest. "Nice?" she smiles down at me. "God yeh!" I smile back up, "you not going to sit down in the water too?" I ask..