Cassie sighed softly as she looked at the artefact, not in frustration, but in sorrow. The friend who had handed the sculpture over to Cassie, a wild-...earted archaeologist named Clara Roft, had been missing for several weeks. She had been working with a group of archaeologists who had stumbled upon the tomb of a medieval Persian noble, a man who just happened to bear the name Hal’hadin (English translation: Alladin). Then one morning the rest of her colleagues awoke to discover that Clara was. That's mine. I give you my word that I will not fire them or cut their pay or lay them off for two years without a very good reason. If I find we have to change directions, I will give them notice and keep them on the payroll ... in this location ... in some capacity until their contract expires. I am willing to assume all the risks on this venture. I'm not playing favorites. Stephanie and Jill have the same promise. My road crew gets paid even when I'm not touring. When we put together the. Hehe what? I said Your turn. He giggled. Ok I then stripped off all of my clothes and walked over to him. My boner stuck out 8 inches long. I expected to immediately bend down and start sucking on his little meat stick but to my surprise he jumped up and grabbed my cock in his soft smooth eleven year old boy hands and I felt it pulse and moaned. He giggled. Look man you already spurted your stuff. That didnt take long. No Eddie, thats called precum, when your older like me that comes out. Now as I wasn't able to do much for myself Khandi would come round to help with my housework dusting and vacuuming for me. I would sit in my chair watching her lovely body, when she had her back to me, and would often start to get an erection as thoughts of taking her to bed entered my mind and would have to wank after she had gone.Two weeks after my operation the Khans had to go to a wedding but said their daughter would do anything I needed while they were away and sure enough she called.