She loved the heat and she could speak Italian, a common language that was often spoken in Libya. After ten minutes, Isabelle Fontaine got up and join...d the queue headed for Tripoli. She had no problems going to a country like Libya despite the fact that it was on the US's terrorist list because it was an anti-American country and Isabelle was a proud Socialist who disliked the United States. Isabelle was 5 foot 9, and was slim and sexy at the age of 30. She had 40D sized breasts, was quite. Idecided to text Whitney."Hi sweetie, would you like me to call in the shop this afternoon to seeyou? Or would you prefer to wait until tonight? xx" Hi! I'd love you to call in! xx"That settled that. So I called in and got served by Whitney. She, ofcourse, didn't jump over the counter and beg me to suck her there andthen, but she was quite happy to see me. I wondered what she had toldpeople. Maybe they guessed and had accepted it.We exchanged a few words during the interaction, but didn't show. “That is until Zaria gets home. I’ve suggested to her a number of times that we should swap daddies, but I didn’t actually tell her that I was going to fuck you.”“Zaria was never supposed to tell you about us,” Ray says with a sigh.“Yes, she told me that after the first time she sucked your dick,” the girl divulges. “Listen, we tell each other everything. We’ve never told anyone else though.”That last revelation gives Ray some much needed relief. Then drawing his attention away briefly,. Out of confusion, I guess, I looked around. Out the windows, Icould see that the cars were all stopped in the street. I did a double take,and the cars were still there, instead of moving like they were supposed to be.I almost freaked out, and then the cars began moving. I watched them for asecond or two."What?!",Susan got up and looked out the window, then at me."I'm sorry...I'll be right back.", I went to the back room. I stood for a minutewatching the security monitor, trying to make sense of.