Unable to believe what he was seeing, Dan said, “You don’t do that in the middle of the store.”“Where am I supposed to do it?” Ernie asked w...ith a smirk. He figured that if he got fired then he could tell that meddling cop that things hadn’t work out on this job.“In the bathroom or the back kitchen,” Dan answered shaking his head. He was more than half tempted to call up Captain Dawson and have a nice long talk with the man.“Okay,” Ernie said. He shuffled to the back kitchen.Dan watched him make. “Here’s your room key, sir,” Clarissa said. “Carson will help you with your things.”The suit turned to look at him--his eyes hidden behind Ray-bans, his thick lips unsmiling.Carson blinked. “I’m Carson.”"So... Are you taking me there?"It was an earth-rumbling voice, deep and rich and rough at the edges. Carson felt it resonate across the counter, tickling his anus. He hopped down and nodded, his mouth dry."Right this way, sir."Carson took his luggage and led the guest down the hallway towards. She had, by this time, decided that unfortunately it was not the Emir who would use her, but that she was being offered to some guest of his. Finally she was led down some stairs and into a large room with no furniture but equipped with a bewildering array of ropes, slings, nooses and pulleys.Zeinab was led over to an area in the room where two large rings were suspended from the ceiling, rather like those used by gymnasts to perform on. Her abaya was removed, as was her harem dressing gown.. ”“My my, aren’t we the prissy little good girl today.” I looked at my sister as she studied my face then hers lit up with an idea.“Let’s play Truth or Dare,” she said brightly.I was focused on the peaks at the end of her boobs and didn’t hear her “What?”“Truth or Dare, you know, where one of us challenges the other to tell a truth or do a dare.”“I know what it is but its more fun with players who aren’t your sister.”“Oh, come on Chet, play with me.”Now there was an opening if I ever heard one,.