I scoured the local paper but nothing really took my fancy and I didn't fancy a paper round or helping out in the local market. I was walking up and d...wn my local high street when I noticeda sign in the window of a small shoe shop saying HELP NEEDED. I opened the door and was met by a lady in her sixties who asked if she could help me. I said that I was interested in applying for the part time job. She told me that she ran the shop alone since sadly her husband had died a few months ago and. ." WE'RE on holiday," my fianc?e reminds me, her blowing turning from agentle breeze into a hurricane as she blows directly into my earhole."Ugh," I moan. "Can I at least shift this hangover first?" Tell you what," Jamie giggles. "Get up in the next five minutes, andI'll blow a different part of your anatomy..." I smile as I whip thecovers off my still-tired body, which are quickly replaced by Jamie'swarm, soft arms.Fifteen minutes later, with my body tingling with energy, I head intoJamie's. " His smile was anything but nice when he grabbed and shoved his hand up my skirt inside my panties. I was so shocked that I didn't struggle and he pushed his finger inside my pussy. He smiled when I moaned and pushed another finger inside my pussy. "You like that, don't you, you dirty little slut?" I shook my head and started struggling againist him. He shoved me againist a wall with my hands pinned behind my back. "Please, let me go. I won't tell anyone you touched my pussy." "You're not. For no good reason, we jumped to Saudi Arabia for our next strike. We bullshitted about our plans as we flew, and it dawned on us that we were still going about this whole thing the wrong way. We figured that we should do something that would really shake up the Muslim world—something that would get their attention.What we came up with was to kidnap that monster stone at Mecca. Our plan was to swipe the thing and hold it for ransom. The ransom would be an agreement to stop the terrorist attacks.