The arrival time didn’t matter at all to Muhammad Bin Salaam. He’d been in the air almost continuously for thirty hours. Well in the air or in an ...airport transit lounge. Algiers to Madrid to Lagos to Cape Town to Bloemfontein to Pretoria to Victoria. All to arrive in Durban before the shipment of nuclear material from Bandar Abbas in two days.The men from the Team of the Prophet would be arriving tomorrow.Bin Salaam took a taxi to Durban, dressed like any other businessman – he even carried a. “And, I was shocked to hear them, really him, tell us of ‘their’ plans. I think that at the least my dad down in Douglas is going to be overwhelmed by it all. Oh yeah, overwhelmed is the word.”“I think you’re right. I will say, add, that it’s going to be us almost as much as your dad that will have to adjust to the new realities,” said James.“Not a whole lot doubt about it,” she said.“So have you found out anything new in your investigations?” she said.“Yes, he hangs out at the Mustang B&G, and. My mind was racing a million miles an hour… was John serious? … was he just teasing me? Took off his shoes and pants. Lodge followed suit… he kept looking at me. The jets shut off in the hot tub. I was panicked… trying to figure out how to turn them back on again. As if they were providing me some form of protection. My breasts were suddenly exposed. I quickly realized I had four male eyes on me… my breasts. My nipples were erect. Slightly covered with bubbles. I could see the. I think, in his mind, I had just saved him a hell of a lot of money. We went back to his private office and had a drink while he showed me the all of the house plans he had available. The one I chose was for a 2,400 square foot house. It had an open floor plan; the living room dining room and kitchen were all combined into one spacious room centrally located. Off to one side was the master bedroom suite which included a large bedroom, a huge bathroom, with a sunken spa tub and a large separate.