He glanced over at her now and then, but noticed she had crossed her legs, making her dress shift up over her thighs. He cleared his throat and tried ...o keep his mind on the road. It wasn't easy with the heady perfume she was wearing. She had been driving in the hot July sun all afternoon, but didn't look like it. In fact, she looked. fresh as a daisy and wonderfully edible. Many thoughts were crossing his mind, when he realized she had been talking to him, and he didn't hear. She repeated that. "Shoes? 4" sexy high heelsPanties? Black lace cheekiesBra? Match panties.Purse? Black Coach leather duffel shoulder bag.Dress/skirt/blouse? Black sexy dress, knee length.Part six was getting sillier still, as it was titled Body.Height? 5' 6"Weight? 115 poundsAge? 27Shoe size? 6Bra measurement? 36CDress size? 8Panty size? MediumSkin tone? LightAncestry? EuropeanBody tone? AthleticJennifer was watching Kathy's selections on her own screen, and wasintrigued, as Kathy's selections were almost. The Brunette Persian women are superior. They own us, I told myself.One night I remember when my brother Patrick was made to lie down on the living room floor, while opening his mouth so that his ex girlfriend/mistress Soraya could piss into his mouth, just in front of us. While the Persian girls laughed about it, I could see in Patrick's face that all this was hurting him ie physically but more mentally.I could also see that Sasha and Albert hated what was being done to Patrick. How could do. ”She used a lone finger to rub the side of her nose and then looked at me.“Yeah,” she replied. “If we roll into camp, buzzed, Top might be a little upset.”The hotel was about five minutes down the road. As we steered into the hotel parking lot, a 1950s like place with a flashing “vacant” sign, I instructed her to pull up by the office, saying I knew the hotel owner.“Wait here,” I instructed as I hopped out of the HUMV and sauntered into the air-conditioned office. Full disclosure: I did not.