One eye on the television and one on the computer message screen, The TV news rattled on about the death toll of the shooting in America, the motives ...f the gunmen, the nutters home life, and his c***dhood, the usual stuff we have all come to expect from a country with more guns than folk`s. A message appeared, his heart did a cartwheel, but it was ‘The duty wanker’ saying that it was raining in Dundee…a fact that meant little to our hero, 300miles away, but to pass the time he replied in. Bob looked up at him, squinting in the sun."Why don't I just buy it. Then I can drive it all I want." A man after my own heart." gushed Rick. "Come on inside stud. I have a financing deal that's going to make you piss your pants with joy. I can put you in that sweet baby for less than five hundred a month!"Bob got out and walked back to the sales room with Rick."Can't I just pay for it and be done with it?" asked Bob."Sure can stud!" snickered Rick. "Let me get the card on that car and I'll see. I told her I would go as fast as I wanted and as rough as I wanted. I then proceeded to ravish her tight little ass as I spread her round ass cheeks with my hands. Looking down at it almost made me cum. Her ass was so round and perfect, what more could a man want. She continued to moan and begged me not to tell her husband or show him the pictures. I thought for several moments while I pummeled her ass with my throbbing rod."Tell you what," I said. "You come over and fuck me anyway I want,. "When you're finished trying to swallow the empire, perhaps you would do your caliph the honor of telling him who you are, and how you came to be in his private harem, in the middle of the night, during the holy month of Ramadan?" Arram swallowed. The caliph seemed to look through him, and he squirmed. Wiping his mouth and fingers on a cloth, Arram began to tell the story, haltingly at first, of everything that had happened since leaving home. Haroun al-Rashid watched him, saying nothing, now.