Instead, I only fucked two of the women each night.For no good reason, we jumped to Saudi Arabia for our next strike. We bullshitted about our plans a... we flew, and it dawned on us that we were still going about this whole thing the wrong way. We figured that we should do something that would really shake up the Muslim world—something that would get their attention.What we came up with was to kidnap that monster stone at Mecca. Our plan was to swipe the thing and hold it for ransom. The ransom. With a touch of resignation she fumbled through the file cabinet for the next appointment sheet. She blinked in astonishment when she found it. Normally they were covered with notes, the brides measurements and a host of inspirations. This one was almost entirely blank, save for a small, handwritten note. "The clients request extreme discretion." /What on earth could that mean?/ Catherine thought to herself. She turned to ask someone, but as it was quite late most of the other consultants had. .Aur main sharieff sa dikhne wala launda bas mann maarke rah jata tha .Fir ek din wo aa hi gaya dosto mujhe kuchh kaam se unke gaanw jana pada. Main mann hi mann soch raha tha ki aaj to chudae hogi hi kyun ki unke pati gov job karte the aur mahine ek baar hi ghar aate the wo apne bachho ke sath rahti thi aur baki ke parivar ke log wahi alag rahte the matlab poora mauka .Feb ka mahina dosto bike pe nikla unke ghar pahunchne se pahle baarish aa gayi aur highway me hone ki wajah se main poora bhig. Sleeves werea little too long and the skirt was a little too short. It wasn't asshort as cheerleader's uniform but it wasn't decent in my understandingespecially when I was the one to wear it. Under it went the pantyhosewhich were cable knit as drama teacher had said. At last, there wereshoes that were like a hybrid between sandals and regular shoes and oneof the teachers called them 'Mary Jane'. When I had them already onthey felt strange on my feet because apparently, they had the half.