"I have some good news and some bad news," said the concubine, "Which do you want first?" The bad news, please," said Helen after a moment, deciding t...at the good news would help her get over the bad."You are not going to be sent to Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov on loan again," said Shafiqa."That's good news, I swear," said Helen."Not really. The next time you misbehave badly, Master is going to send you to the slave market to be sold."Helen was struck speechless by this. The slave markets didn't. I couldn't believe what I said next and neither did he as I said, “Can I touch it?” He smiled and said, “Absolutely!” I waded over to him and looked into his eyes and then down to his cock which was already hard in anticipation. I grabbed it gently and made a fist and slowly stroked it and felt it get harder. I said “Wow! What’s this, eight inches?” He laughed and said it was nine and that the girth used to hurt his wife. Harry tried to stay in the conversation and said, “Hey, I’m not that. One night my friend, while leaning over his PC, decided to conduct an experiment (no doubt stoked by a considerable amount of book smarts, too little wisdom & too much esoterica):’ Meme virus- unreality as infection my bosom bud, a downloadable paranoia’ He spun in his swivel chair to stare me down. ‘Those black Ops wizards painting hologram spirals in the night sky oh yes’ he wrote the virus on his keyboard in a lightning-quick succession of strokes- ‘hampered by hegemony, there is no room. Hugs and Kisses!StuOctober 18th, 1998***Rosalyn,Look, I really think that you need to calm down. A lot of the things youwrote didn't make any sense. There have always been just the three of uspledges, and we just dress up like girls for fun. There is absolutelynothing strange going on.Not that you really care, but I'm down to 165 pounds. And I know that itfreaks you out, but I have to wear a 36DD bra now, but that is only tosupport me until we really lose that last bit of weight. You should see.