"Norlan hesitated. Mandas wanted to believe it was in genuine surprise. He already faced the prospect that this was going to be a net loss for him in ...he end. No matter how brightly he shone, no matter how much diplomatic prowess he displayed, he could hope only to keep himself from slipping any further. Norlan had only to maintain the status quo. Without a loss to Norlan's prestige, Mandas would get nowhere."Yes, the crewmen as well, or had the great Norlan mind not pondered that yet?" Mandas. "Look I saw your breasts and your pussy didn't I?"She looked at her brother. He looked so adorable that she wanted him close to her. He was senior toher but looked like a baby pleading for something. She opened his arms and embraced him. Itseemed as eternity.Suddenly she felt something hot on her still naked breasts. She looked down and saw that thosewere his tears. "What is the matter?" she asked him."I love you so much that it is hard for me thinking you will reject me." No dummy. I am not. Good, baby," Loren breathed and after some three or four minutes she reached down to push me away. "Alright, enough playing with my ass, Suzy. Wash my feet now."I washed her feet as she ordered, lifting them one at a time and massaging them as much as anything else, working my hands around the soles and between her toes. I washed Loren everywhere until she was satisfied and then I washed her hair, gently scrubbing her scalp with my fingers, carefully and slowly. I had her completely clean. A very famous erotic dancer who was much in demand at parties and special events took notice of her and her eagerness to give pleasure to her many clients. Her name was Jezebel but she was not connected in any way to the Biblical Jezebel. It was merely a coincidence of sorts that made her name synonymous with the woman who demanded the head of a Saint.The dance of the seven veils took on new meaning when Marisol Hari used it to catapult her presence into the den of scheming spies and assassins.