He could not stop staring at her chest. I said, now touch her tits. This time he didn't have to be told twice. He started to rub both her tits. She tu...ned and watched him as he pinched both nipples. Margie looked back to me and whispered "I know your enjoying this but don't forget you did fuck Michelle so I would say were now even."Knowing the cabin boy could hear me I responded by asking her if she wanted us to fuck her right now. Margie felt my hand go now the front of her bikini bottom. "I don't want any silly mistakes like the film running out in the next hour!" The Minister's voice was stern."No, boss, no chance of that." The eyes of the white mercenary glanced quickly nervously at the spools of tape remaining. He was safe! The last soldier to forget to make sure there was plenty of tape had been tied to one of the posts in the approaches of The Minister's main villa. He was still there for all he knew.The Minister turned to Pamela."Well then young lady. Have you decided you. "Slave, stand in the bath."I did so, and then yelled as Claire directed a cold jet of water at me: a slave was not allowed the luxury of a warm shower. Wet and shivering, I did my best to hold still as Ayumi worked her way over my body armed first with scissors to trim the longer hairs, and then soap and a razor, cutting everything down to a length they all deemed satisfactory for whatever their evil plan was.The plan, which I was started to guess at, was revealed once I was rinsed and made to. I berate her, “Jens cut it out or you will stay here.”I walk toward the ticket counter and the girls follow respectfully behind me. I swear I could feel the eyes of the other passengers burning with hatred for me. I walk up to the ticket counter, hand them my itinerary and diplomatic passport, put my checked bag onto the scale and the claims attendant asks, “Are the three behind you traveling with you today.”I reply with my best Farsi accent, “Yes they are my wives.”To her credit, she didn’t.