The first was her accent, which clearly showed that she lived in Bosnia for most of her life, and the second reason was due to her not really knowing ...ow to communicate properly, despite teaching on campus for about twenty years. The worst of the reasons, at least it was at first, was both her body and her choice of clothes. Now, Mrs. Shlovak is an older woman, possibly upper fifties to lower sixties, but that certainly didn't stop the thin, fragile woman from wearing a tight, dark purple. His patience paid off when Stanfield departed for Washington. Ada’s husband would be well out of the way and on the other side of the world for at least three months. Sun Li asked Ada if this would be a good time for her to journey up to the Genting Highland as his guest, and Ada told him it would be a perfect time. Both knew full well what would happen in the Genting Highlands. The distance between Kuala Lumpur and the mountain fastness of the Genting Highlands wasn’t far at all in physical. And she had been on top of him, making love to him, making him shoot his seed into her. Later? She had pressed a sweet liquid to his lips and told him to sleep. He didn't want to drink. He somehow knew it was drugged, he didn't want her to put him to sleep, but she had touched his penis and it felt too good to refuse her. She smiled and spoke in a dreamy singsong as drowsiness overtook him. He felt more and more at ease and allowed her to cuddle him close to herself. Fighting sleep, he. But I know I am not she. Not now. Not ever do I want to be her, anymore.I am Giselle. I am Angique's girl. That thought makes my blood surge. My body and soul are Angique's. She is the woman I need to call Mistress. I cannot live without her anymore. She is the woman who watches me as I try to please her. The woman I convince myself of watching me through the overhead mirror. Giant cocks ravage my body and take me to climax. Angique watches me. I smile widely upwards into the mirrored ceiling..