She was an exotic blend of Latina and western European, had large, nicely done fake breasts, sculpted abs, and a juicy, round ass that rivaled the bes... of the best. Rhonda was taller than Alan, at 5 feet 10 inches. She was quite a bit older than Alan at 39, but she didn't look a day over 30. Her most attractive attribute however, was her psychological prowess.He spent the last two months exploring what you might call the closest thing to a romantic relationship he'd ever experienced with her.He. That’s sweet – but please don’t do anything to hurt her, Anh. Who was the young lady you were with?” I took the point before answering “One: Ha, I would never hurt Yen – you know I never call her Sally – and two: the young lady works for the same Company as me, and her cousin is a good friend of Yen’s, who asked them to ‘take care of me’ in her absence; Yen knows as we talk now and again, and you know me: I never lie to people I love.” I let that hang in the air; it was true and always had. The ruggedly good looking man could very well be an equal to her in that department.She looked around carefully. Nobody was near enough for her to get him into trouble. Standing at a corner waiting for the light to change, she quickly reached down.“Goodness.” She whispered. Her penis gave a sympathetic little twitch when she felt the thick firm organ beneath the seersucker fabric.“What the hell?” The man gasped, looking around wildly as something unseen gently stroked him through his pants.Mona. ‘Tonight, I should bow to you, if not for you I’d be a caliph no more. Stand up, stand up.’ Arram stood, knees shaking. He could be killed for talking to the caliph the way he had, or imprisoned for visiting a prostitute, but Haroun al-Rashid only clapped him on the shoulder and crammed more gold and jewels into hands. ‘Take it all, take as much as you can carry. And now boy, how would you like a real reward?’ said the caliph. ‘You mean more than this?’ said Arram. ‘The best rewards are more.