From what I heard he thought Libya was far enough to survive a successful Shiite occupation of the Middle East!!" Lund talked."Well they are all radio...ctive wastelands now. Lucky for us, he is wealthy and dumb," said Tony.Basically the three of them were planning a con job. They wanted to cheat some rich Arab guy off his money. They even had a plan on how they were going to do it.Tony also got changed, in clothes that Lund managed to have acquired for him. He was dressed like some sort of Arab. . but she couldn't help feeling turned on in fact the top of her legs was as slippery as a pair of eels she was completely unused to being in the control of someone else but she found her self enjoying it she was already doing things she would never normally do, she was wearing a blouse underneath her jumper and a short skirt and stockings she assumed he wanted her to dress slutty so she did but not obviously so.She reached her office and sat down thinking about what she had done in here (or. I rested her feet in my lap and began massaging them. I was beginning to realize the predicament she was in. "I'm sorry, Ifeoma."She rolled over slightly to look at me. "Why?" she asked. "You've never been anything but good to me. Even now." Well, I'm sorry because you feel trapped. That is an awful position you're in. I understand why you've seemed so tense, so distracted. I just..." I paused, unsure of if I should say what I thought. I continued to gently massage her right foot, pushing my. He was such a sweetie sometimes. “Alright, but be quick and there'll be hell to pay if you so much as look at my ankle.”He opened the door and dropped to all fours, not before taking a quick look. Her back to him, legs tightly closed, arms folded around herself, slightly defensive. Looked good though, slim brown legs, soft, round arse with a hint of a very teeny bikini mark, her hair plastered down her tanned back.“No peeping.”“Wouldn't dream.”He shuffled quickly across the floor on his hands.