"My task is to train you to be a good quarry. The best I have trained are in England in freedom now." What is hunt?" The hunt? The hunt chases the qua...ry, like a deer or a fox or a wolf. Here they chase a woman."She thought for some moments and then showed some interest in a proffered solution to her predicament for the first time since her kidnapping.In a much more reasonable tone of voice she asked, "I can go to Italy? You not make trick?" I will never lie to you," said Ramzy El-Najjar. Afterwards, I drizzle oil on your upper leg, using firm strokes. Moving slowly upwards, I stop just short of your firm ass. You softly gasp, then my hands move back down. I repeat this three more times, each time closer to your ass, and each time you sigh.You feel the oil being drizzled onto your ass, again you sigh. I firmly massage your cheeks slowly moving toward your crack with every movement of my hands. You feel my fingers slip along the curve of your cheeks, going further down into your. None could summon the courage to speak, awed with the thoughts as to what horrific events had transpired to keep the usually so punctual man from his class, as well as hoodwinking the institution into not sending an uncaring substitute. It was at this point that one of the weaker willed members of the class broke down into tears, yelling "It's just not fair! He was so young!" While usually in this situation, this act and shout would have attracted sceptical glances and questions related to. .. I know that. It's just..." You don't have to tell me," Beru answered immediately, walking to the bed and sitting down beside the older woman, crossing her hands in her lap."I understand. You care about him, and worrying is... natural. If it was Owen that had left rather than Anakin, then I'd be the one crying."For a moment Padme frowned, realizing what Beru implied. Owen was Beru's boyfriend after all, she thought to herself, but Anakin was certainly not Padme's. And yet... Padme pondered.