“Yeah, I know.” I replied.Lana passed the bottle to Dennis and he took a swig and handed it to me and I did the same. Then it was passed around ag...in. Lana lit up a joint and we passed that around. Dennis was the not ten minutes and we were already pretty loaded.“That is some hot lingerie you have on Lana.” Dennis said.“Thank you Dennis.” Lana said and did a little model pose.“Are there panties under there?” he asked.Lana gave Dennis a what-do-you-think look and Lana lifted up her chemise. Bobby was relieved and perhaps a little intrigued at the same time. They talked a bit more on the couch when Yvette stated, “Boys, lets get ready for bed” as she took each of their hands and rose up off the couch. Peter knew what was in store but Bobby was a bit taken back by this and by Yvette’s tantalizing look as they passed earlier in the hall. As they approached the hallway being led by the dark haired French beauty in her peasant skirt and flimsy top, she let go of Peter’s hand and led. I won't cum, but I want you to kiss me with those sexy fucking lipsof yours."Norma quickly leaned over and placed her lips against those of herson and moaned as she ever so slightly moved her mouth on his."Were you having a pleasant dream just now?"Pulling away slightly Bobby said, "Dream? Hmmm, no, I don't thinkso. But I sure do remember last night real well. God, that was great." You liked that, huh." It was a statement and not a question."You bet I did. I never had any idea my ass was so. Some were anti-Islamic parties who always had Eurabia in their heads. Some were pimps and Dutch film porn stars and directors. Some were normal film directors, like the slain Van Gogh (killed by a Muslim), some were economists, some were staunched feminists who really really hated Muslim men, and some smaller insignificant parties."So I am waiting to hear all your suggestions," General Hans Van Doom.These were special groups that had been chosen to come here to Istanbul and come under the.