“Just get dressed.”Brenda selected a long button-front skirt and a short-sleeved blouse and took them into the bathroom. Ten minutes later she ret...rned, looking better though her eyes were still bloodshot. She grabbed her sunglasses and a straw hat and followed Steve out the door. As they walked towards the elevator, they found a maid heading towards them, pushing a cart. Steve nodded his approval and slipped the girl a twenty in passing.Then it was down the elevator. He led the way to the tiki. "Look what if we had two stars you do my dogs and she could do his and the donkey, how would that work for you?" Mack asked.The ex-chief leered at me, "Not tonight but tomorrow, you can suck on my donkey's cock and get him ready. You can do that can't you, suck a donkey's cock?" Damm he was disgusting, so was his idea, "If that's all I have to do, sure I can suck his cock," I boldly told him.I didn't like it, knowing that I had refused to suck his cock but now I was agreeing to suck his. ”“Isn’t that supposed to be unethical or something, going out with your patients?”“I won’t tell if you don’t.”So we went out to a restaurant nearby. It had a faux Afghan decor, I recall, done up like a cross between a village hut and a cave, and the doorman wore a beard, turban, turban and what’s known as an “Afghani suit”. But the food – I assume it was supposed to be authentically Afghan, I’ve never had any – was surprisingly good; flat bread so thin as to be almost translucent, mutton. ’She stood a modest 5’4” but had slender legs that would never give away her height, slim with a trim, well toned stomach, firm C cup breasts and a smooth freshly waxed mound. She turned and admired her well toned back leading down to a perfectly curved bum that stuck out in a “come get me” way.As the bath started to near the top she poured in her favourite lavender scented bath oil. The aroma alone was enough to make her start to relax and forget about the boredom of the day.Wanting to shut.