." But nothing. In Kobekistan who decrees what is the law?" You, Master, may you live for ever." Fine, persuade her to come into the Embassy without b...eaking Australia law. Drug her here, because I say it is legal. Put her in a crate and move it to the plane as a Diplomatic Bag. Would that not be entirely legal?" the Emir was really angry now."But..." the protest continued."Maktum, how long would it take to strangle this one?" asked the Emir.Maktum moved forwards slowly, eyeing up the other. These connected to a thin leather strap, which then connected together in a heavier strap. This went up to the ceiling rafter and over a pulley there. At the other end of this strap from her nipples, dangling just a few feet in front of the girl, was a metal weight. It rested no more than an inch above a box with a metal plate on its top. In fact, if the girl weren’t leaning back and away, her taut breasts pulling at the strap, the weight would rest on the box. The girl arched herself backward,. .. I can plainly see that in some ways, Mom’s not smart. And don’t get me wrong. I’m talking about my birth mother, not Dad’s forever wife, my sister slash step-mom slash friend.That’s Kim. Kim’s wonderful and smart like me.So being a research engineer in Real Life® I did some reading. Studied. Investigated.This is not puppy love. It’s not a crush. It’s real.I kissed him first, you know. I don’t know how long I would have to wait if I didn’t.He acted appropriately mortified, made the correct. "Oh I can bring my friend she can be for dessert, but you are the main course she said" as a smaller girl turned up and sat on my friend's lap.After an hour we went to her flat she had her hands all over me during the night whilst my friend had been with the other girl, talking studenty stuff I suppose. We got in to her flat after the pub closed, she was quickly out of her clothes and was wearing a dressing gown. Her friend was in a comfortable tee shirt and panties, her nipples were poking.