“Dad, I didn’t want to say anything at first because I didn’t want to worry anybody or get the word all over town, but something happened to me ...hile I was in the hospital with my stab wound.”“Oh, my God! You aren’t in pain or having a relapse, are you?”“Oh, no, it’s nothing like that. The medicine they gave me had a strange effect on my brain, but it is nothing bad. It’s just very confusing. Dad, you know what ESP is, don’t you?”“Yes, I do. What has that got to do with anything?”“Well, since I. My husband’s cousin brother came visiting us once. It was nearly six months since I had last had sex with my husband and I was desperate. This cousin was only 22 yrs old and had come for searching a job. He was staying at our place and we had given him our spare room. He was normally good-looking, about 5’8″ height and strong body. I had my eyes on him from the first day. I knew this was the person who could satisfy my sexual needs and my cunt was waiting to have his cock inside…So I started to. .. me? Not so much.His huge nearly violet eyes are almost irresistible. And when he does his seductive “I-want-you” stare. Every woman just seems to melt.That’s probably why he has fucked them all; from the whorehouses of Kabul to the drawing rooms of Belgravia.I met him in Kandahar, while I was being patched up after a little disagreement between my Humvee and a Taliban IED. It was mainly just to check me for concussion symptoms. But he seemed to take an immediate shine to me.Perhaps he. Then I took the contract and the penand signed with a flourish. Ely watched smiling from ear to ear.As soon as I put the pen down Ely asked, "Would you like to go for a swimto work off some of that great meal you fixed? You can find some trunksthat fit you in the pool house I will change upstairs."I thought a swim in the huge pool would be a blast, although in the backof my mind I could hear my mom telling me to wait two hours after eatingbefore getting into the pool. Ignoring the memory I.