I’m writing this with her permission.We decided to meet up at her place for the massage. She comes from a very rich background & had all the facilit...es at her place to do a massage without any disturbances. She even arranged the oils which I had told her as per her needs and few add-ons like butter, beer, ice cream, chocolate sauce, etc. I was amazed by her arrangements. You guys will get to know once you start reading this experience of mine.We chatted for a while; got comfortable each other,. It was tense for a moment, but quickly resolved. What does a Jordanian hitman, two of them, actually, have to do with the Israeli embassy and their cultural attaché?” I asked, grinning at the thin fiction of his official cover.He cocked his head, tapping his lower lip with one index finger. “Nothing, actually or, at least, we don’t believe so. I am here about a Ukrainian gentleman you know. Or, perhaps, it would be more accurate to say you knew him.”“So, you think the Jordanians were after. Could I get you anything?**I*dreally like a cola, Yas, diet with ice and a straw.* says Pammy.Yas feelsa lovely blush as she prances away, in her heels to serve her naughtylittleprincess.Yasreturns witn an iced cola for Pammy. Pammy is seated at the poolside table as shetakes her drink and takes a sip. Yasmine bends to place a kiss on Pammys*face. Herlips linger hoping for more but gets no response.*Well Iguess I*ll go now, says Yasmine, I really hope you had a good day Miss Pammy.* * Oh Yas,it. Step 7:Andy Traygor looked at the girl in disbelief. She was a more solid form and looked almost like his younger sister.Angie Traygor looked at the boy in disbelief. He seemed to be loosing substance. Step 8:The boy was less solid looking now. The colors of his clothes and hair were becoming the same grayish pink as his body.Angie Traygor was fully formed now. She felt blood circulating in her veins and arteries, air filling her lungs. Step 9:The boy's body was losing fine details, fingers.