Mohammed Nassir, trusted aide of former President Bandrighan, and the nephew of Ayatollah Makhtol's aide Saddam Nassir, had carried out his orders and...had decimated the major part of the opposition to the Ayatollah in the expatriate community in France in one shot. It was just one more sign that the Ayatollah had a long reach.The invasion of Spain from Morocco had begun. Three hundred thousand Islamic troops poured across the Strait of Gibraltar and began landing in a wide zone ranging from. She spreads her legs wide, and brings her knees up to the sides of her abdomen. Enamored with the view, and needing no explanation, her master assumes position over her, his delicious muscle pointed directly toward her womanhood. A moan escapes from between her lips. Her master had just buried himself deep inside her, his manhood utterly filling her, making them one. Lust had a hold of her now, passion and pleasure seizing her every thought. Her master, in a rhythmic pattern, begins. He answered the door in only his boxers, that same bulge clearly obvious through the thin material. “I feel over dressed,” she said as she walked into the house. Tommy led her to the living room. The first thing she noticed was the huge camera pointing at the couch. “Are you planning on video taping us?” He smirked. “Is that a problem?” She tried not to blush. “I don't know. I'm not very comfortable being filmed.” He embraced her, and then kissed her gently. “Don't worry. Only I will see. .. Carl Fleming, fourteen years old ... again. I was still an orphan, but things were looking up.It was ... It was nineteen-eighty-one, the year I became an orphan ... the last – first - time. When I was, was apparently 'adopted' by a wealthy socialite in Dallas, because my magic essence might save her life, along with her two daughters and both granddaughters.The universe, brutal as it was, used me as its errand boy, but generously allowed me to retain my memories ... at least those from.