He told that this was called ‘nikah halal’ and it was a part of our tradition. He told all this was just a formality and there was nothing to fear.... I had no choice either, so I agreed. I slept in the same mosque and woke up very early. As per tradition, Shafiq married me with another guy whose face I couldn’t see till I got married. The marriage process got over in 20 minutes as there were only 3 of us.After all the customary rituals, I saw the face of the man I got married to. I was shocked to. ”You start tomorrow!” he stated I beamed a smile at him “Thank you Mr. Johnston” he smiled a curiously devilish smile back and then dismissed us both on the ride down in the elevator Kerry gave my bottom a squeeze “Guess he liked what he saw Amanda you do have an amazing body I must say!” I smiled back at the woman whose pussy I could still taste in my mouth and said “Thank you I work out every morning!” I thought to myself its something you should try for yourself LOL...Kerry looked at my body. No wonder their kids were forever trying to get away from them! You just never know about people until you live with them. Still, they were good decent people, and I was grateful.I was pleased, however, when I was well enough to move back to my tent. I now had three guards, full time. The one I had hired was recovering, and would be back on the job soon. Plus, two new ones were constantly on the look out. They rotated all day and all night, making sure I was covered at all times... or my tent. Then accidentally for the first time, Marge’s lips touched her son’s lips. They both enjoyed this and Marge’s heart and Bart’s heart pounded. Maggie started to weep until Marge picked her up and embraced her and Bart kissed his sister on the forehead. Meanwhile, Homer was drunk and getting sweaty under his church suit and Lisa was getting hot from sucking his cock. Maggie was standing under her mother, at the spot where she can look up her mother’s dress, when Bart said to his mother; `` Mom, I.