"Well, I'm glad you made it through", beamed Natasha and once againenveloped me in a hug. If it was an act, it was a very convincing one -although a h...rrid thought struck me. What if she was pleased I hadprogressed for the same reason I'd been hoping to see the likes ofChantelle survive? Did she like me because I was so easy to beat?But further speculation along those lines had to be put aside, because itwas time for our morning dance class. And with a new outfit came a newroutine -. They both looked radiant. I loved them both, for very different reasons.Next to me stood my Best Man, Sam Brownbock. Beside Sam stood Hawk as coequal-Best Man.Beside Jennifer, Summer Steele stood in as Maid of Honor. Beside Summer was Jennifer’s best friend from college, Henrietta Fremont. She and Polly were softly crying as Jennifer and I exchanged our vows and rings, then kissed passionately much to the amusement of our guests.As we walked through the reception line, our guests celebrated. He looks up at me, a G-string in his hand, ?you know that there is a death penalty, for trafficking drugs in Oman, with no appeals?. As he looks at me, I look at him, worrying, getting startled for a moment. At that time, without me noticing, he lets a plastic bag, fall from under his sleeve. Covering it with my clothes. ?But you have nothing to hide, do you?? ?No?, I reply. My voice shaky. He continues to search through my bag, and pauses, looking up from my bag, and looks around, signalling. " That's right baby, I'm going to fuck you hard."She squirts some K-Y into her hand and rubs it all over the dildo, thensmears her wet fingers down my crack. She takes hold of my hips andstarts nudging the head against my exposed rosebud."Please honey, please don't do that, please I'll do anything you say,please." "Anything I say huh? Well okay, I say I want to fuck you!" and with thatshe starts pushing against my hole. "Relax honey, you'll get used to it!No go on keep talking about Richard and.