We got the ladders from the garage and Dave tied them securely to the roof of his car. his arms looked huge and tanned in his tight white T shirt. At ...6 he was in his prime, his short, thick, dark hair was greying slightly and his regular job as a scaffolder meant there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. i thought he looked like Gearge Clooney and was amazed when my two best friends agreed and Lucy declared she wanted to ride him!! I asked if he would like a drink and my heart skipped a beat when. 'Although, come to think of it, Ahmed had never actually said he lovedher. But his attentions were always so affectionate and caring that ofcourse he must.* * *"Daima, I need to talk to you," Ahmed said, arriving at Aliya's familyhouse as the ladies were busy finalizing the guest list and addressingwedding invitations (with such gorgeous Arabic calligraphy, doeseveryone in Dubai have such beautiful writing? wondered Daima)."Of course, Ahmed," Daima said, lowering her head submissively like. The man laughed half-heartedly. "Kneel." Opal sat back onto her heels and spread her knees wide. She placed her hands,palms up, on her thighs. She was naked apart from a belt of coins hung looselyaround her waist. Black leather cuffs were strapped tightly around her wristsand ankles and a wide steel choker sat snugly on her neck. A large ring hungfrom the front of the neckband encircling a small black stone set in the steel.Dark hair fell forward over her large breasts. She was tired from the. "Will you let me run a few tests on her when you're done with her?" The man in the white coat asked. "Sure. But I'm afraid she'll be walking a little funny by then." "They always are. Glad my work has nothing to do with gauging pussy-tightness; I'd have nothing to work with when you were done gaping 'em." They both laughed at this. The ritual was a curious one that I had a feeling he must do with every captive. I could only imagine the psychological impact this would have on someone less.