We met at Harrah’s, a centrally located casino on the strip, surrounded by venues such as the Mirage, Caesar’s Palace, the Flamingo and Bellagio. ... pulled into a parking spot on the seventh floor of Harrah’s garage and began counting out club passes to load into my satchel for the work day. A few minutes later, a black Cadillac Escalade pulled up beside me. I knew it was her. I straightened my collar out, closed up my loaded bag and slipped my work shoes on in preparation to meet my new friend.. ‘One day should be about all it takes to convince you of that.’ ‘Then give me one day. If you don’t get full cooperation, I will give you one thousand dollars for the day.’ ‘It’s your money,’ I replied. ‘Answer me one question?’ ‘No one has ever been able to say no to me,’ she said with a smile. ‘That was the question,’ I replied with a smile to match hers. ‘One more thing, I do not wish to merely be kept informed of your progress. I wish to be a part of the investigation,’ she said. ‘Out of. Then suddenly while I was writing a felt a hand wandering over my leg and softly messaging the place were my soft dick was. I look up to her wondering what she did, but she said just keep on writing don't let me disturb you. I stopped writing and wanted to say something but as soon as I stopped she pulled her hand away and whispered in my ear: As long as you keep on working I keep on playing. Okay this is going to get weird but nerveless I started to type again and her hand moved right back. "You look better this way. To have my superior Arab sperm all over that arrogant Persian face of yours," Sayed mocked her. Farah looked at him with not just a sense of self-defeat but giving him the look that he was succeeding in humiliating her."Slave your name is Farah right?" Sayed asked."Yes Sahib," Farah meekly looked up to him."From now your name is Who-Ra. Got it," Sayed making fun of her name."Got it Sahib," Farah responded. Sayed picked up his coffee, quickly finished his drink and.