He put the pistol on the floor of the car, and stepped out quickly making sure no one had witnessed what he had done. When he was satisfied he walked ...nto the airport, and handed the man behind the ticket counter his Passport. The tickets Karim thought were his were actually this mans. ‘How was your visit to LA?’ asked the pimply faced man behind the desk. ‘I’m afraid I had to bury my son.’ the man said. ‘Oh I’m sorry, well uh have a good flight Mr. Barraick’ the ticket man said as he handed. I will continue. Taking the drip from your clitoris with my tongue , tasting it feeling it between my lips I find it totally arousing . You leaning forward I reach my right hand between your legs separating them slightly placing it just above your pubic bone , with the left I separate your lips with my fingers giving me full access . You feel me move my lips to your exposed womanhood and I begin to firmly yet gently sliding my tongue around your clitoris ,then sliding it in your warmth ,. I began buying more shorts, mini skirts, tank tops, all the kind of clothes that mom would wear. Mom didn't want me to, but John backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many different combinations of the most revealing clothes I could find, and I would come out and model for mom and John. John agreed to buy me everything. I began wearing my new slutty outfits, and began getting much more attention from everyone. Most girls in school thought I was a slut, but the boys loved my. .” She interrupted me.“I know, sir. I get that. I’m teasing. Now ... This is either the biggest miscalculation of my short life, or several hours overdue, but thank you. Thank you for caring enough to save me from a certain hell. Life would certainly have to go downhill after what she had planned.”“You’re welcome, Brenda. As long as you are OK, and happy, I made the right decision.” She hugged me and went below. I heard her brushing her teeth, flushing the head, then pulling a blanket out.