"Yes. And we would return any and all clothes, and personal articles that were with them to their next of kin as designated on the form that they fill...out when they arrive." What day would you focus on our group?" How many?" David asked."We have some three hundred under a religious stay of execution at this time. They are encamped south of here in a large hotel. We would like to reduce the number of women held there as quickly as possible." Imam, we need to talk with my director of scheduling. He looked over his shoulder back towards the opened legged Keeley.Keeley's long nailed fingers were a blur strumming her clit as she moaned and gasped at the sensation. Her thighs spread wider and it almost seemed she had lost grasp of where she was as her hips bucked up. Her ass rose from the chair pushing back on her vigorous fingers in a world of her own. But every so often her deep sultry eyes glanced up awfully aware her captor was watching and satisfied with her efforts."Good Keeley," he. +++ ‘Danny!’ Someone yelled, then she was hugging him from behind. Margie, of course. ‘Hi, Margie. Danny here is being the strong silent type.’ Judy said with a grin. He realized he had been sitting there, lost in thought and the whirlwind of memories. He nodded at the woman behind the bar for another drink, turned to Margie. She had white hair, of course. The same glasses, the same slender body. ‘I see you stayed in shape.’ He told her. She beamed at that. ‘You, too, you look good!’ She. Olivia looked stunning when she arrive at the hotel at the appointed time. She wore a short, black dress that accentuated her slim figure and made dark eyes sparkle. Martin was nearly speechless when he saw the vision of beauty she was. He dressed in a jacket and slacks he usually reserved for business meetings, but had no other appropriate evening attire. They were seated at a table for two in a corner of the restaurant, very secluded and very romantic. Dinner was a mix of European and local.