"Babs brought these over to show you. She dropped them off and left when she saw you were asleep.One read, "I was going to vote for the mayor before h... tried to steal this crummy bumper sticker." another said, "Vote for the Great Profile - It's on the rise." and yet another said, "Vote for the Great Profile, as seen on TV." "This Profile Ain't No Weenie." and on and on they went. I have heard of elections being won by a nose, but never by a pecker length.My chest still hurt and I was thirsty. Basheera jumped up and ran to the door to see who it was. She looked out then whirled around."Ba'athists (baath party insurgents, remnants of Saddam's old power structure)," she hissed.Jamilah grabbed my arm and practically dragged me to the basement. I started to head for my cell but she diverted me over to some shelves set under the concrete suspended stairs. She pulled out a couple of storage containers and lifted a concealed panel on the wall. The cubbyhole she exposed was just large enough. I put my arms underneath her, and held her a little closer to me. I kept my thrusts consistent, and made love to her."Come on, James, fuck me a little harder, this maybe the only time this happens," she said.Well, I obviously couldn't stay there forever, so it would be fine, if it was a one time thing. She kissed me several more times, and put her hands on my head. It seemed more than a fuck session, it was something more. I wanted to pleasure her all I could, and make her remember me. "Fuck,. I slowly raised the blankets and uncovered Anu chachi’s magnificent breast hidden under night gown and creamy white bare cleavage. I laid the blanket on her belly and gazed upon the view of those big heavy breast and creamy cleavage again so closely.Anu chachi’s breasts heaved up and down with her rhythmic breathing. I was excited to see this view again after such a long wait and my breathing reached its epic heights. I filled myself with courage and gently lay my left hand on Anu chachi’s left.