. Whatcha think?” “Well, I don't know how you're affording what you already have. It's none of my business.” “My husband backed me with ...he cash , and I bought the place at Beech and the one in Naples, Fla. They are paid for and the rest are leased with options to buy. All are good money makers.. On paper I'm worth about 2.5 million. When my divorce is final, that number will double ..he's already agreed to it.” Damn, I thought.. I've been screwing a multi-millionaire!! “With. .. its not his real name, of course,though her nickname for him is well-chosen... he's 7 feet 2 inches ofsolid muscle, with shoulders as wide as mistress' bed, and a cock aspowerful and as relentless as a jackhammer.Or... so Mistress tells me!In truth, if last night were any indication... and, indeed MOST nights,it is SHE who wore HIM out... but then Mistress is truly a wonder!She's always so nonchalant about it... making Brutus sit quietly in thecorner like some naughty little schoolboy for. Angel looked down and as the club lights drifted up anddown she saw her own open cunt – the dull blackfinishing of the tube in contrast with the steel of thed-rings and the pale white skin. It was too dark tosay, but nonetheless Angel felt a tingle up her spinebecause she thought she could make out the pulsing pinkflesh of her inner walls. It was like watching herselfin the movies they made of her playing with huge toysuntil she was gaping open. After another hour of working up Angel, Tom. Oh dear.”“The whole mosque follows him. The amilsaab, especially. He let him speak to the entire mosque.”“What did he say?”“He used words like ‘Peace’ and ‘Absolute love,’ and how we should, well, love the Jew as much as we love ourselves.”“Oh dear, Vasilla...”“People are talking, your holiness. People will follow him...”“But why will they follow him? He might be some crackpot. Why did people listen to him?”“I ... I don’t know,” lied Vasilla, “but people believe in him. He gave an entire speech.