You can't hide a hard cock in a pair of Speedo swimming trunks and I did generate quite a few.I saw all those young hunks sporting their hard ons when...I was around and it made me think back to what life had been like for me before I got married. Still, as hungrily as I stared at those young hard ons I behaved myself. Right up till the day Billy Wilson stopped by.Robbie had invited him over to swim. I was doing laps when he got there and Billy was sitting on the side of the pool, feet dangling. At Kerbala, however, he included a note about Western nations, a quick note which left the audience confused. He claimed in his ramblings that Islam should prepare to adopt the West as a mother does a bastard son.Most of the believers from Mashad, Teheran, and Kerbala insisted he stay longer. But Tariq had nothing left to explain. His words were mysterious as he told a final group to look to the West for Allah’s message. He did not say more. He then returned to Mecca.He arrived in Mecca with. He had the tell-tale signs of a thug for hire. The loud patterned shirt, the flash chrono, a bulge at his waistline and mirrored shades. He wasn't scanning the crowd, he was watching her.Kat sat back and pulled a makeup compact from her bag. Using the little mirror, she watched as the man gestured to a vehicle parked across from the taxi stand. The car slewed across the street, eliciting honks from other drivers and the squeal of brakes from a taxi. The thug-type flung himself into the. Apparently they had some serious issues. Reminded me of the Kate plus 8 k**s. I met them on a call for their AC system the summer before. Anyway it was a very nice afternoon with a very nice lady.That evening she came to my place and she was looking good. I mean jaw dropping good with a scent of lavender that made me stutter like a flower. You know the kind. Their called Blooming Idiots. I had recently acquired a scramble box for my TV which aloud me to get all the cable channels without paying.