‘You were late again?’ he screamed. ‘I know, I’m sorry. A cop pulled me over,’ Anita said defensively. ‘Again?’ her boss asked. Anita ...hrugged off his comment. She was already having a bad day and she didn’t need him to add to it. ‘Well hurry up and get to work. We have lots of customers outside waiting and I need you to personally deliver a car to a VIP client.’ He waved a set of car keys in the air. As Anita hurried out her office after her boss, she realized she forgot to put panties on.. .. Stop ikke med at slikke min anus!” my wife screamed in both English and Danish now, thanks to her sheer orgasmic ecstasy at my hands, lips, and tongue.I didn’t need a translator to know what she meant: don’t you dare stop rimming me like this! My Danish bride was in pure bliss and she made it abundantly clear for the camera, too. When Eddie knelt underneath us and got to work eating his own creampie mixed with mine inside her drenched pussy, her knees buckled from the raw, primal delight of. At last, what I have been working for my entire life will be achieved. The spread of the Islamic Revolution! The destruction of the infidels! The beheading of the Great Satan! Allah ahkbar!"With these words to his closest aides, the Ayatollah Makhtol had set into motion a plan that would alter the course of history. The date was October 29, 1997. The meeting had been called by the Ayatollah to discuss arrangements for a bold idea that would paralyze the country most feared by the mullahs. In her nightly prayers, she never forgot the king or her parents. She sometimes did forget her sister but usually remembered Billy.Where is Billy? Why hasn't he written? Can he be dead? She pushed that thought away, shivering.She could not recall any reports of serious fighting up around New York or Philadelphia, not since that pair of unbelievable battles in Trenton and near Princeton at Christmastime. Matthew had been in one of those. She looked again at the letter, now creased with many.