Technically, women wouldn’t be allowed into the country unless a male relative was with them. He was there to make sure customs knew I was sponsorin... them, and we were personal guests of the King. We talked while we waited and he thanked me for both the warning and for disarming the guard who tried to attack the King.While I didn’t recognize the plane as it made its final approach, I definitely noticed the Lucky J logo standing tall and proud on the tail of the aircraft as it was landing. It. I got pretty good at "sucking a dick", but I just couldn’t push the soft banana up my tight young hole. I had since reached my 10th birthday and I still had not taken more than two of my small fingers up my ass, even with the help of an old jar of Vasoline I found in the linen closet. It wasn't 'til I was helping my mom make a salad that I had this fantastic idea of how to get my little ass fucked like the women in the magazine...That night I was able to hide an entire cucumber without much. But they do want you alive and talking." Don't have much to say," I offered as the knots were pulled tight, cutting my wrists."You will," he said with a nasty smile. Two men dragged me back to a tree, sat me down at its base and wrapped a rope under my chin twice and around the thick trunk. The camp settled quickly, the sentry was relieved and soon the men were asleep. I worked on my ropes diligently, rubbing my wrists against the bark and squirming my head sideways and down until the rope was. She could help but let out a lazy sigh. Waking up to the local pop station wasn’t her first choice, but it was better than the annoying beep of the alarm. She pulled herself from between the sheets, turning on her light and straightening her room, an activity that seemed to always slip to the bottom of the priority list when it came to the weeks busy schedule. It was then her cell phone rang. She grabbed for it, checking the caller ID before her brows knitted in confusion. The number wasn’t.