He gasped oncefor breath, and the world went black.* * * * * "Welcome, my son."Saddam opened his eyes. He was in a large room illuminated by glowingto...ches. An old, but robust man in the flowing golden robes of a sheikstood before him. Next to the man was a woman, elegantly dressed. Herbody was ripe with womanly curves. Her face gave no signs of age, buther hair was white as purest silver."Who are you?" Saddam insisted. "Where am I?"The man smiled, a warm smile that hinted of gentleness but. “You tell me right now what happened!” She said angrily. I had no choice. I explained all that happened to her. Her face turned red in anger. I had never not seen her “That bitch! How dare she do this to my daughter! I’m gonna kill her,” she said. I calmed her down and explained that it wasn’t completely her fault and that I enjoyed it to some extent.“Baby, look at you. You must be in so much pain,” she said. She got up and went out of the room. She came back a few minutes later with some ice. He continued to watch as the gurney transported Christine to the otherside of the clinic. Doctor Williams came out to talk to him as she wasentered into the theatre. "Your wife was in here just a couple of daysago," said the forty-something redhead. She looked great for her age,and felt great for her age, as Vince well knew."What did you do for her exactly?" I can't tell you that. Doctor/Patient confidentiality. Besides, shetold me about the new rules. I wouldn't mind seeing you lose, if. She chose Mr. Linx. He was forty five and handsome and very rich. Marie was hoping working for the service she would be wanted as a permanent gal for one of the men. She would love to be a kept mistress to a rich man. She knew many of the men did have a wife and mistress. She would have her own place to live and all she would have to do was just keep herself pretty and sexy for when the man would come to see her so they could fuck. It would be a great life.That night Mr. Linx took her to a.