It was almost 6 AM. Something was troubling me. "Great Mufeto," I asked. "May I ask a question?"He laughed. "Oh, when we're alone like this, just call...me Khatib. I'll tell you a secret. I'm an honorary member of Security. Isn't that right, Fadil?"Fadil looked up from his laptop, gave one snorting laugh, and then went back to his work.I would not have been more stunned if a giant pterodactyl had magically appeared outside my window and seized our jet in its massive beak. A CL-12 treating Royalty. She looked at me for a few seconds, and stated that she knew that I had stolen her panties from the laundry room. My heart dropped, as I began to stammer my denial. In a very stern voice she explained that she knew I had them, as she had just taken them off and laid them in the basket right before I had gotten there. Again I lamely attempted to deny it, but she was becoming angry (or so I thought). She demanded to know what I had done with them, and threatened to tell her husband, and my. "Usually people are warning me not to slip off to have sex. You're giving me instructions to do it. I think I love you." Relax. I'm a pervert. Don't think you're special." I smirked. "So what did you think of breakfast?"He beamed. "It was wonderful! I'm still a bit sore, but I didn't know I could come like that." Well, don't get used to it. After today, you'll be in the rotation with the rest of them. I'm only being nice because today is your first day." I know. Yann gave me some pointers." Did. ” Said a different overweight lesbian in bib overalls and a green flannel shirt. Her name was Liz and she was a sweet earth crunchy dyke lesbian. “There are children here! How are we suppose to spread out gay agenda to the children if your over there swearing like a sailor? Wouldn’t you like to see some of these little girls grow up to be tender legal baby dykes?” Suddenly, Jill’s cell phone rang. “Hello” said Jill. “JJ, Jill! Oh thank god!” said the voice on the other end..