Then together they walked out thedoor to a waiting limousine."Would you like to see something of our capital city before going toyour new home, Jasmin..." he was asked."That would be very nice." Again that higher pitched voice sounded tohim as if it came from a stranger.She said some words in Arabic through the intercom and the driverstopped to let them out in a narrow street. Then together they walkedthrough the old marketplace, watching the flow of people, smelling thesmells, as brightly. In just two seconds you can make me hornier than I've ever been. You can just make me quiver." Makeeda drew her down. She embraced and kissed her fervently. "Remember when we first saw each other? In the restaurant? And we kept looking at each other but trying not to?"Laura smiled. "I'll never forget it. It makes me wet just to remember it." It made me wet at the time. I'll bet you don't believe that. I kept coming in there, into that room, on the outskirts, just hoping I could see you without. There's actually some texture to it. You look at the slices and there may be little holes or it may look like a bunch of tiny pebbles with all the bumps. It's not smooth and flat like Wonder Bread. And if you toast it right, it's nice and crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. Melt some real butter on it and you're in heaven.I finished and asked Mom for some more. She toasted enough for both of us.Jaz was long gone. Poor guy. He was left to fend for himself while I was in the hospital.. " He's pulling at my panty bottoms, he's got a finger inside my pants and is touching, no, no, touching my backside. He's putting all his fingers in to my pants and stroking my bottom, now, no please stop, he, he's moving around my hips."I could feel him moving towards the front of my pants, my skirt was bunched up, they could see my pants, I went to move back but he gripped me and pulled me back, "Carry on Mrs Brown." He is now moving towards the front of my pants and, oh no please not, no,.