However much Tamara understood and in a sense sympathised with the protestors it troubled her that Broad Oak wasn't intended to be just one more stop ...n the journey but the final destination. This welcome wasn't one that boded well for the future.The gates to the refugee camp shut close behind the trucks after they'd filed into the courtyard. The refugees disembarked, but the thickness of the camp's walls didn't muffle the sounds of protest from outside. Some were chants of disgust at Israel's. " Sit here and I'll show you how to put these on."She scrunched up one leg of the tights and told me to put my toes in so theseam lined up with my foot. I did that and she had me carefully slide thematerial up to just above my knee. Then I scrunched up the other leg the waymom had and repeated the process on my other leg. Somehow I got that leg alltwisted, so I had to slide it off and try it again. The second time I did itright. Then I stood up and mom told me to work each leg up unitl I was. Bad but oh so delicious. Let's be honest, being bad is actually one of the main things that makes it so good.When Mitch tried to convince me to come up to his hotel room, Ibrahim the taxi driver told me to go because I needed to be fucked. There was a look in his eyes that I could not forget. No man had ever looked at me so intensely.I called Ibrahim to pick me up "to take me home" and within two hours his cock had already fucked all three of my holes. It was a day of firsts for me. It was the. Peter was amazed and very concerned. He kept asking what was wrong but Tammy put him off, telling him she would tell him later when they were alone.Tammy started to cry again in the car and kept sobbing all the way to Peter's home. Peter was terribly upset but had no idea what to do. Tammy just kept saying that she wanted to get to Peter's home before explaining it. Finally, they reached the home and Tammy got out of the car and went into the lounge room. Peter sat beside her, put his arm.