Doesn't it, harem slave. All blissed out and getting your big tits played with and your mouth filled. Fuck! Can I borrow a toy?" Anna asked and looked...at me. I looked down at Carmen and she shrugged and nodded."Yes Anna. But if you take a toy, you are part of the harem." I said and both Anna and Carmen raised their eyebrows."Fuck Mr. G. Your harem? That's pretty kinky. And pretty hot." She said with a smirk as she grabbed a small vibe and looked it over. "I guess I'm in." She said and tugged up. Most of the shops don't open until 9. might as well get started to the day. you slide out of bed, letting your nightie slip off your shoulders and fall to your feet. his instructions were explicit: get prepared for the day remaining fully nude and the curtains drawn back. So you walk out to the kitchen and get the coffee going, open the front door and walk to the end of the hall to get the paper. Your heart races as you open the front door. your eyes dart back and forth, your ears seem. My pussy began rubbing against his upper thigh and I was getting soaked. Lets go out for another smoke he suggested. I knew I should say no but told him give me a minute and Ill be out there. I went back to the table, had another shot of vodka and told my husband I was going to have a smoke. He said OK, asked one of the other ladies to dance and he went his way and I went mine. I stopped at the restroom first and removed my panties and put them in my purse. When I got outside, I didnt see my. I had instructed the chief to inform Blain to also be unarmed. However Martin, aka the Irishman had posted himself on top of the concession stand with a sniper rifle. His job was to make sure Blain didn't murder me. When Blain arrived he walked across the field to me and position himself so that I was between the concession stand and him. Martin had no shot. He also informed me that his brother Thomas had killed Martin. Thomas Atwood, according to Blain Atwood had sent him a text message,.