He rushed to the baby Imam’s room. The baby’s clothing and a few of his stuffed animals were also missing. The phone rang. ‘It must be Maryam,�... he thought. He ran to pick it up before the answering machine played.“Maryam? Maryam where the hell are you?” he shouted.“Assalaamualaiykum. It is Vasilla. Good you are home.”“Vasilla? Oh yes, Vasilla. What can I help you with?”“I want to see family: you, Maryam, and Mustafa.”“Listen, I’m really busy here, and besides, Mustafa and Maryam are all out. ‘Shut up asshole and give me your fucking money,’ the man tersely ordered. Fearful Gregory dropped his briefcase and reached for his wallet with shaking hands. The hooded figure grabbed the wallet Gregory held out then said, ‘Give me that watch too.’ Barely able to control his trembling fingers Gregory struggled but finally undid the clasp on the leather wristband of the fairly nice Bulova and handed it over. After snatching the watch from his hand the hooded figure stepped back and stood just. I’d been out of the online dating game far too long; apparently what you needed to do now to pull in the right kind of men is to have a full suite of professional-grade photographs, in several different outfits, with a carefully calibrated gradual ‘reveal’ on each one, showing just a little more skin and a little more of you each time. That would get any man you would be chatting to salivating, and hard as a rock thinking about the next pic you might deign to drop his way a few messages later.. What did I like about having sex with a male, did it excite me more to have sex with a male or a tv? What did I enjoy the most about sex with a woman? Did I like to suck on a cock etc. All of her questions and I couldn’t help but have a semi erection which I managed to keep inside the folds of the bathrobe which she could clearly see. After we had finished eating and drinking she ordered Joanie to sit at my feet which she did then after a while she told her to stroke the front of my bathrobe.