A place where women’s rights aren’t exactly a big issue on the agenda of the ruling Islamic party. Well, Mohammed seduced Meredith and she married...him. She converted to Islam to make him happy even though she was a staunch atheist for most of her life. Well, there was trouble in paradise apparently. She wanted to leave Mohammed, and the Egyptian brute wouldn’t have that. He killed her in their Toronto apartment, you see. He escaped to Egypt but he’s on the international most wanted list for his. I sat, pulling you down with me until you were kneeling on the floor between my jean clad thighs.You seemed a little frustrated at my being overly dressed, my hand batting yours away from the zipper on them. I was simply teasing and felt my heart trip when you gave a little growl murmuring “Please Goddess let me in.” I could feel the tension in your frame, the need and desire built up over the past weeks of conversation. All the best intentions were flung to the wind as you kissed me again,. Nan on her back and Brian fucking her and their juices dropping down on the table.From where I was standing I could see into the wastebasket and I noticed a touch of pink and when I looked closer I saw it was a white handkerchief with the pink initials NCD on it. It was from a set of six that I had given Nan for her birthday. I picked it up and it was wet. I sniffed it and I smelt pussy, wet pussy with just a trace of something else that I was willing to bet was Brian's cum and that generated. I swapped them over and started the machine. Snow covered the suitcase sized screen. I double pressed the rewind button and took the opportunity to make my tea. While I was adding milk the tape's whirl clunked to a stop and then I heard the machine begin playing. There was some cheesy music, not his style at all, and some muffled dialogue. I couldn't make it out.I walked back from the kitchen to a scene, seemingly across half the wall, of a crowd of naked men around a single woman on her back..