As the months passed, Tom would watch from his backyard the goings on next door. Sarah liked to work in the garden, and that afforded Tom some interac...ion time with her. They engaged in small talk, a little flirting, and just being neighborly. During the warm summer months, Sarah would wear a light colored blouses and shorts that showed off her thighs and cute butt. Tom thought those few extra pounds only added to her sexiness. As she moved about her garden, bending, squatting, and leaning, Tom. As his excitement built to a crescendo and he started to explode into her pussy, he cried out “I really like you Claudia!”Claudia was shocked and started crying. “You really like me?”He was ashamed of being nice. It made him feel weak and out of control. “I just said it to make you feel better about yourself.” He was lying to her, but she did not feel sad though because she hoped that maybe he just didn’t want to admit his feelings, and maybe he was changing.A few nights later they decide. His swollen balls rolled out like oranges.“If I frig him, can I ride him?” Sharon asked.In fact, at the moment, she was much more interestedin the frigging him, whether she rode the brute ornot.Aunt Pearl had been about to offer to empty thestallions balls, herself. Now she felt a rush ofexcitement at the thought of her sexy young niecedoing the job.“Okay,” she said. “Err… I’d better stay herethough… to make sure that you can manage him.”And. The price of the Western apathy would soon have the peaceful streets running in blood once again and they would spend fruitless hours searching for reasons instead of punishing our loyal followers.I felt that I had come to a crossroads, lost in a decadent world of twisted desires. The strange thing was that my weaknesses were considered normal in this upside down society and my Jihad was considered an abomination.The path from Islamabad to this island paradise had led me to my day of reckoning.