..a...Ashley's robe black?" Steve had to work to not put the aunt in front of her name."You'll get used to the name thing." said Bob, "We had to come ...p with another color for Ashley because she is really different." What makes her different?" asked Steve."Well Steve the plain fact is that Ashley likes men that are firm with her. You don't ask Ashley for sex you kind of tell her she's going to fuck you. Sometimes it takes persuasion." What do you mean persuasion?" asked Steve."Well Ashley likes. She splashed the water at them."Pigs! You'll pay for this." The stripped off there shoes and carried her into the mosque proper. There were prayer mats covering half the floor and a cart with the rest them about to spread out. The who spat on her grabbed her top and yanked it hard. It tore away from her wet body. Her nipples were firm with the good water. They were small, hardly larger than the goose bumps that covered her body.The one who spat on her shouted, "In the presence of you. Pushing me back down to lay forward again his hands come to rest on my hips."No, Angel it's not too big. Just relax Love and feel the water. Close your eyes Baby," he says in a gently controlled voice.Closing my eyes and relaxing my body again, my fingers loosening slightly on the rim of the tub I feel his hands tighten and his fingers dig into my waist."That's it Angel, now take a deep breath," he commands.Obediently taking the breath he commands just as he thrusts forward quickly and his. She had done a great job; once she had understood the psyche of the followers, which was always the same, in a few months she had managed to manipulate her contacts, transforming them in loyal disciples. On one side were "the boys", a heterogeneous group: there were the cowards, the perverts, and the cuckolds. They wanted to be humiliated, and beaten badly.Then, there was the plethora of smart-arses, the usual, among the larger group, who visited all sites, with the only hope to find "free".