The holy cities of Kerbala and Najaf, both in Iraq, are some of the most important sites for us, after the holy city of Makkah (or Mecca) of course. A...cording to tradition, the first Imam, Ali ibn Abi Talib, was buried at Najaf, while his son Husayn was martyred and buried at Kerbala. As such, both are major pilgrimages for us Shi’a Muslims. Moreover, many of us (myself included) even pray on turbah, or tablets made of clay from Kerbala, following in the tradition of the Prophet (PBUH). Perhaps. As if to close the proverbial barn door after the horses escaped, and convinced that Nick was still the aggressor and that he'd be back for more, I not only douched immediately afterward, but I went back on the pill!My period was already six days late and it never was that late except, ofcourse, when I carried Nick; so I was convinced I was pregnant.As I started to resign myself to my fate, I relaxed. Perhaps in my prior (tense) state, I changed my body chemistry, because I felt my first. Highly heated Masha and I go upstairs. She is very amazed by the scene and pulls me into her bed, takes off all clothes and starts to finger every part of her body that she can reach. I am hornier than I have ever been and start to finger myself. We are both lying on Masha’s bed and masturbating. Once I rub my clit, once I stick two fingers inside, once I even try how a finger in my anus feels. At last it’s our clits that brings a fantastic orgasm. As the Lindstroems we lay back naked arm in. Those other two can’t seem to keep their hands to themselves. Oh, I know how they are feeling, Major. I feel the same way—but not on duty, Sir! We are supposed to be shipmates, not dates on a lark,’ said Ms. O’Hara. We talked for an hour. When I rose Miss O’Hara reached out to shake my hand, and then impulsively hugged me! ‘Oh, thank you, Major. I really appreciate your allowing me to vent my feelings to you. I promise that I will man my post more effectively in the future, Sir,’ she said in.