“Which you been do’in,” Jamal queried. “Chill’in and kill’in,” I replied “You want to come over? Amber is over here,” Jamal said in ... strange way. Nevertheless, I got what he meant. “Ur parents home,” I asked, whispering. “Nope,” Jamal again used the strange voice he had previously exploited. “HEEELLYAH, I’ll be over in a few minutes,” with that both Jamal and myself hung up. I hastily got ready. But appearing before Amber, to me contrasting from my equivalent Jamal, is a big thing. So I. I know these things aren't important compared to our lives but they are still important. We also need a contact in Phoenix. All of us have too many ties here to just walk away. The contact needs to have the authority to gather JJ and the girl's belongings. We also need someone in Phoenix that can gather information for us but who is not conspicuous about it. Just as important, we need to be able to communicate with that someone or group without being traced. We need to have all this done and be. We quickly got dressed and were headed own for dinner.While having dinner she might have told her elder cousin about the fun we had just a few moments back. So while I was headed to the men’s room, This gorgeous 40 year old woman smiles at me and compliments me on my shoes. We started talking in we got to the point, she wanted a good fucking session.About this woman, she is beautiful and curvy 40 year old British Indian.We head up straight to her room and just jumped on each other. We kissed. "Yes. I am a prisoner. Can you help me? I don't know. Do you want to risk your life for a woman you don't know?" Yes. I would risk my life for a woman I don't know. That is what Princes are supposed to do." Then Princes must be very stupid men and have a short life expectancy. You haven't even seen me. I could be ugly." You have a beautiful voice and wonderful hair. I don't think you could be ugly. Let me see. I'll try to rescue you, whatever you look like."Johann thought Rapunzel said "I was.