Him and my wife are teachers. So they were going to this teachers conference. So he was coming to get her and she had just gotten out of the shower. S...e was rubbing lotion on her. I just ask her about the guy she was going with. They were staying the weekend together. They said they were wanting to have some fun. They was going to get drunk and go dancing. As she was getting ready she put her white g-strings on and had pair of jeans without any pockets in the back. She filled those jeans out. He woke in a round room, deviod of any furnishings. In the middleof that room, calmly regarding him was a small well groomed mandressed in a dark grey suit, white shirt, and a blood red tie.There was a pin on his lapel that resembled a gavel and a redhandkerchief came from the top of his breast pocket."Who are you and where am I?" He demanded."I'm an agent sent to right a wrong. You may call me Parseval."He regarded Parseval cooly. "I am a soldier of Allah engagedin Holy Jihad. I am above your. Any resemblance to any other works is also purely unintentional. If You have any comments, please email me at [email protected] Removalshe wasn’t really sure if she was awake or not. she could feel the cold, hard steel against her back, but darkness still pervaded her sight. Were her eyes open? she did not know. The rest of her body felt numb. she tried to move, but found that she was unable to; even her fingers could not wriggle. It took a while to figure out a few. I sat there and I pressed the button.. Why I have no idea, but I guess change can be good.A burst of water shoots up splattering against the hood of my clitoris making me gasp. Oh dear! I could grow to like this! The stream stops, but my nipples harden against my wet Lacey bra. My breath quickens and my face reddens. What was happening to me? I flush again for good measure, my breasts fighting my bra, the sensation of the cold material against my chest pinching my nipples, the jet of water.