And a girl like me, well you just know I love making people lose control. Which was probably why I had..ahem..used the method I did to describe what c...othing items I wanted to request. Shaking my head, I smiled again and ran my hands down the length of my trench coat, smoothing it over my bare legs. I wasn’t naked underneath, no. In fact my attire was probably more indecent than just a plain old birthday suit. I was wearing a surprisingly sturdy fishnet bodysuit, that was cut high to showcase. In the Republic presidential palace, the corrupt president was soaking. 'What a day, ' he thought, 'the 10 he'd sent for execution had needed extra evidence to get rid of'. Sighing he knew he was going to have up the ante on the council possibly get rid of them, though that would be messy and expensive.The hollow sound of running footsteps drew his attention to the door, "President Maury! President Maury!" His assistant was screaming sounding like a scared little girl. Sighing the president. I said hi but you were listening to music so I thought I would come from front. Ravi meekly said no problem. She extended her hand “hi I am Ash”. Ravi responded as well shook hands Ravi.Like women know about a man from their first kiss, men know their women from the first contact of skin. And most of the time its always the same – get her to bed. They started talking – Asha was from Bangalore came to UK for a short term project.Her friends were colleagues who had gone to work in the city office. The Emir, for his part, found Nicola fascinating. She was not like any concubine or any other woman he had fucked or deflowered. It wasn’t because she was his daughter’s friend, he knew that. Having thought it over it was clear to him that along with her freely giving up her virginity to him, she was really sexually innocent at heart. Everything he did with her was novel to the girl. She had a love of bondage that pleased him but not a love of pain, which she openly admitted to him and this.