He was a medium sized man with a toothy grin. "Weare the 70th most aggressive nation in the world," he said. "We arepeaceful. No terrorism here. We ar... here to display our beaches and ourmountains. We are a lovely country. You will see."This, of course, was the beginning of the hard sell. Any journalist willtell you about it. These people weren't oppressed; they were hard-working. Those women weren't without rights; they were faithful. Itwasn't really hot outside; it was temperate. Camels. Thinking of it now I was so young back then but thanks to all those experiences I had, they didn't change me for the worse they changed me for the better. I'll never deny it, no mater what someone else's opinion might be,” she looks at Brad. “What do you say my love, do you have fond memories of the past.” He sips some of his drink before replying. “Yes, as a mater of fact I do have fond memories.” As of now this unexpected conversation has taken him a little off guard, his double shot of. I decided that I had seen everything useful, so I jumped my POV back to my body. Obviously, this was an organized crime killing disguised to look like a robbery/murder. I thought to take advantage of the opportunity and investigate the wider ramifications of this case. I told Dad what I had learned and he agreed that I should get more information before we went to the police.I had two contacts with the Family, three, if you count Benny. I believed that these two "visitors," John (Candy). Here was Sara, a girl I had thought about regularly when masturbating; she was naked, we were alone, and she wanted me to fuck her. Besides, I have always found promiscuous women to be extra exciting. Perhaps it is my bi tendencies, but knowing she had been fucked by a lot of other guys really turned me on. To not do this would be something I would always regret. I grabbed her face pulled her forward and kissed her with all the pent up passion I was holding. I said to her that she was.