L'alcool coulait ainsi que d'autres boissons et plats marocains. La musique était agréable, une variété de hits américains, européens et arabes....Marrakech est un véritable morceau de paradis. Vers 23 heures, une jeune danseuse du ventre commençait à divertir le public, ses mouvements étaient tellement érotiques, elle avait des formes parfaites et l'ensemble des hommes ne pouvaient détourner les yeux d'elle. Parmi les hommes, deux blacks américains assez costauds étaient très excités et l'un. I broke away from her and led her upstairs. Taking her hands I ushered her into the bedroom, all the while touching, feeling and enjoying each moment of her. As we reached the bed I sat her down. She was placed in such a way that as she looked forward my now insanely hard cock was jutting into her face. I removed my top and pushed back onto the bed. Climbing on top of her we again embraced. Both now naked bodies pushing against each other as our lips went to work.This was her turn though. I. ’ Reardon followed the man, curling nose at the smell the man left in his wake. The two went through the front all to the back rooms and to the last door on the right. ‘Got her drugged and dressed, just like ye asked.’ The man opened the door and Reardon could not help but gasp at the image she made. Standing in the middle of the room the girl stood wrapped in nothing but a long strip of red satin. It wound through her legs around her hips across her breast and over one shoulder. Her head. "Nice to meet you, Sarah." said one. "How do you do?" said another."Very well, thank you. May I take your coats?" Certainly, said Bob, as he took off his coat and handed it to me.Here's my wife's too."Tony and Helen gave me their coats as well and I took them to the hallcloset. As I was hanging up the coats, I listened for any comments fromthe guests. To my surprise, all I heard was general conversation aboutnothing in particular. No comments were being made about me.I returned to the kitchen.