Are you going to be okay?" Dylan looked at the woman, and saw that she was addressing not him, but the girl in front of him."He was trying to molest m...," the shapely beauty complained innocently. "Why would he do that? Why me?" Now, there there, young lady," the middle-aged woman said in a motherly tone. "It's not your fault. It's all that Viagra that poisoned the country's resources when the terrorists attacked. This young man is too worked up to know what he's doing." Why can't guys just. Then there was a knock at the door to his room and the three servants appeared. One of them spoke, "Tomar bids you join him."Ponkert nodded and followed. This time their trek took them through a series of winding halls that eventually opened into a gigantic cathedral-like chamber filled with row upon row of tables. Apparently he had walked into the midst of a great feast and all the eyes of the feasters turned to him as he entered.Tomar rose from the head table and waved him to his side. Moving. Faster ... Master ...” She begged at last. Haroun gave one of her bottom cheeks a none too gently slap. “Don’t you dare give me orders, slave!” He said warningly. But grinning all the same. Then he gave the cheek another slap. “I ... I beg ... p-pardon ... Master,” gasped Belle. Haroun continued in his slow remorseless way, delighting in the warm gliding-smoothness of this succulent. Delighting too, in the way he had so easily and quickly conquered this lovely slave-girl. Another few minutes. It's as simple as that." I hate you." Funny. It still amazes me how women really think that hurts me."I felt like spitting at Mickael's fat ugly face, "I hope you rot in hell." I probably will. That's why I'm making the most of things." So, go on then. What's quickest to repay you? And ending this nightmare" Royalties from films will earn you the most over time. But you need instant cash, so escorting. My girls earn 800 a night. But I reckon I can squeeze a grand out of you. But it's low.