‘Have you heard of Tina Ferragmo, Grace?’ ‘Yes. Of course.’ Everyone had heard of the rock chick who so tragically died from a drug overdose t...o years ago. ‘Tina was an Angel, Grace. Then she decided she wanted out. She hadn’t listened properly when I told her an Angel is an Angel forever. Tragic.’ He sent a plume of smoke skywards, allowing the implication to sink in. ‘So, I’ll ask one more time. I can guarantee you fame and fortune, Grace, but are you sure you want to be one of Samuel’s. Fathima just waved her hand in a big NO and indicated me to go to her house. So I thought Shaheen must be alone in the house now waiting for me and wondered what was in store for me now.I was scared to death when I rang the doorbell of Fathima Ma’am’s house. The door opened and I saw Shaheen wearing a black burka opening the door and asked me to come inside quickly. I came in and sat on the sofa in the living room. I saw Shaheen locking the door and she came and sat on the left side of me.I was. As I watched, she removed this hand and raised it above the table, the two middle fingers slick and glossy looking to the second knuckle. I quickly moved to follow her actions as she reached into he book before her and turned the magazine page. I caught a quick look at pictures of two people fucking when she did so, and her hand quickly dropped below table level again.Moving once more to the back wall I came out of the shelves behind her and moved silently to the back of her chair. Reaching. I felt my heart beat a little faster,is this a trick?Has ray said anything?Luckily Ray shouted down that she was ready so i got the car out of the garage and pulled up on the road outside waiting for her,oh my what has she got on?Ray climbed in the car and i tried to look away as her boobs almost popped out of her crop top,a crop top i ask you,its snowing its november my god shes crazy.She had on high black heeled shoes, stockings and the smallest skirt in the world (thats how i knew she had.