” “OK, so what do you want me to do?” “Well, can you just keep an eye on me? I kinda get rowdy when I drink, but if you just make sure I don...t get outta control, I would totally owe you,” she asked, “and you know I will make it worth your while...” I definitely caught her drift, and while the idea of being played as her chaperon for any sexual favors she might give in return was not my first choice, how could I possibly say no? I glanced down across her awkwardly voluptuous frame: her large,. "Who are you and what do you want?" A thousand pardons old friend," the man muttered in a muffled voice, speaking through the wrappings that covered his lower face, "but I needed to speak to you alone and this was the easiest way. In the name of the Prophet I assure you I mean you no harm."As the man spoke he moved about Omar, forcing Omar to turn with him. Eventually the man was standing between Omar and the gate and the guards standing there. For a moment Omar drew back in fear."No old. I moved in front of him, grasping the magnificent manhood in my hand and looked up at him. With my free hand I reached up and pulled his head towards mine. Our lips touched and in the split second I felt him relax, I forced my tongue inside his mouth. He returned my actions with obvious passion and for a few moments we were locked in a fiery embrace. His aftershave, although discreet filled my nostrils just as his wonderful erection filled my hand. I decided I wanted to taste him and was. I haven't seen her." This isn't her weekend?" I sounded perplexed."No, Her weekend was last weekend. Charles pulls one, I pull two, and Leesha the other." Carla started looking worried. "Mark, what's wrong?" I thought Leesha had two weekends a month?" I was now wondering why Leesha would lie about this."Nope. Where is she Mark?" Carla was getting worried now."I don't know." I said. "But, I'll find out. Sorry I disturbed you guys. Say hi to Granny for me will ya?" I bounded back down the steps,.