”“But who are these ‘someones’ to whom you are referring?” Jennifer asked with concern. “And just how do you know that Haley would be will...ng to listen to them?”“Well,” Matt said in response, “I figure that Haley will only be willing to listen to an authoritative woman; and, even then, only a woman for whom she holds a lot of respect. And we both clearly know of one woman who meets those criteria; someone who Haley already respects and looks up to a great deal. And THAT woman has a friend who. Word is spreading.”“What are you talking about, Vasilla? Can’t this wait until morning?”“I thought I’d call you right away, your holiness.”“Who knows? And who is ‘he?’”“The Imam, your holiness.”“What?!” yelled Khozem, more awake.“The Imam, your holiness. He knows, everyone knows.”“How the hell does he know?”“His mother told him.”“His mother? Well then how did the rest of the mosque find out?”After a moment of silence, Vasilla told him about the outburst.“Oh dear, Vasilla. Oh dear.”“The whole. Inside were two women, dressessuspiciously conservative if you knew them better.Driving the car was an energetic redhead with a smile on her face with asmile on her face constituent of both smugness and excessive joy. Her redhair was frizzy and not well kept, and she was wearing a black dress thatshowed no skin whatsoever, which was very much out of touch.Her companion was a young blonde woman in an office outfit that showedonly a little bit of her C cup breasts. Her hair parted in the middle. Bhabhi: Chalo phir se bharpur chudai karo, aaj dekhte hoon tum me kitna dum hainMe: Arre bhabhi main to aaj puri raat aapki chudai karne wala hoon, aap bus maza lo mere lund ka.Bhabhi: (Turned around and get into the doggy pose) Thik hain abhi phir tum meri gand maro. Dalo apna mota sa lund mere gand mainMe: sahi bhabhi, kya main aapka gand mar sakta hoon.Bhabhi: Arrre aaj tum mere sath jo jee main aye karo, mere har ched main apna lund dalo. Muje chod chod ke maza do.She went onto her knees.