Patel “C” would be immune to the sins of the flesh and the decadence of the Western society.I started to laugh at my own silly pretense. Even I, i... my own confused state of mind, knew this to be a complete impossibility.Several weeks had passed since the successful attack on the collectors of data on all things “Jihad” related and I was relieved to be informed that there were no fatalities in the dual pronged raid. I really had no problem with the police since they seemed for the most part. They will send you home immediately, if they find out."There was a conspiratorial tone in the voice, and I could tell that this was a friend talking, so I waited for him to continue."Our legion has been posted here for 6 months now. The Goddess Hera knows it is one of the worst postings on earth. Relief from Rome was due last week, but then we got word it would be 3 months..."He went on but I didn't hear. My mind stuck on that one word, ROME. My God, I thought, what has happened. Everyone is. For men to see. I slid off the front of the chair to my knees. I began to caress her shoe with my hand. I looked up at her, catching her eyes through her glasses. Yes. The glasses were still on. She seemed to nod. I pressed my magic tongue into the shoe, touching skin. I felt a tremble run down her leg, followed by the distinctive aroma of released pussy. I licked some more, running up to her delicate ankle, then down the top of her foot. I opened my mouth and she pushed the toe of her shoe. “Would you care to sponsor me? I’m signed up for the dunk tank next.”Looking over at the dunk tank Sam spied a wet blonde suspended over the water. With a bang and a splash she found herself right back into the drink. “Um ... Maybe. What’s the good cause?” Sam asked. He wouldn’t mind paying to see Maylee soaking wet.“The Feminist University Society. It’s a non-profit organization dedicated to women’s equality.”Sam couldn’t hide that he was checking Maylee out. His eyes floated over her flawless.