Her heart pounded in her throat.She wanted to see him. It. All of him. Nahar and her parents were in bed and Abdel-Nasser could leave any day. She mig...t not get another chance. But what if—and this was a terrifying thought—what if he woke up? He could wake up right now. What would happen then? Would he be angry with her? Would there be trouble?She looked at his face. His eyes stayed shut. No change in his breathing.Deep breath. One ... two ... three ... Her hands trembled and her heart beat. "A while later, the curtains parted again, and a middle-aged man stepped through it, carrying a clipboard."Good morning Timothy", he greeted, "My name is Doctor Henderson. That was touch-and-go for a bit, but you're a strong boy!".Timothy grimaced.The doctor explained that although the surgery had been successful, it was too soon to know if Timothy would regain full control of his rectal muscles. For the foreseeable future, he would have to wear diapers.Then, he produced a plastic jar. . for insurance...”“If you want anything from me, you’ll have to let her go.” Valencia explained patiently, like she was talking to a half-wit. He replied equally, his tone doubly insulting.“If you don’t do what we ask we’ll kill her, darling,” he replied.So. That was it. That was the situation, she thought. “What do you want of me?” she asked.“Just one teeny tiny little task. You must go to a special place and push a special button for me. And maybe kill a chicken.”Kill a chicken? What the. When I driedmyself, I put my glasses back on so I could see my naked reflection in thewall mirror. I didn't look too bad, aerobics and the light weight trainingI did every week was paying off. I let my fingers wander through my softpubic hair and I gently stroked my fleshy lips as Rose's words echoed inmy mind, I've banned allthat stuff, he doesn't even get to see me naked. He hasn't seen pussy forsix months . Thetelephone rang and I jumped, and then grabbed it. 'Hello?' 'Tammy,'a male.