" His eyes roamed across my body, settling onmy chest. "Way better than your old one, right, Marco? How does it feel?" Weird," I croaked out, in my ne...w voice. Gosh, that was a realunderstatement. And hearing my new voice only made it weirder."Really?" he chuckled, as he reached downward until both palms pressedagainst my now-ample bottom. "Because you might just be the hottest galI've ever met."When he gave me a groping squeeze, I couldn't help but yelp.Pushing me onto the couch, he spread my. I should have kept away from this wonder of a woman, but I’ve never been that smart. I had to come back for more. And that’s how Ayaan Jawari got me hooked. The thing most people don’t realize about those beautiful and serene, Hijab-wearing and modestly robed Muslim women we see walking around is that they’re women with romantic and sexual needs like all women. Oh, and they’re also fairly manipulative. When I looked at Ayaan, all I saw was beauty, and a kind of innocence. I didn’t realize that. But as soon as we finished eating, he said, “So where’s that sun screen?” “In the basket,” I replied, starting to move toward it. “No. You lay down. I’ll get it. Actually,” he continued as he rummaged through the basket, “you wait on me a great deal. So this time I’m going to do all the work. You get to just lay there and relax.” I had stretched out on my stomach, my head propped up on my elbows, while he searched. When he knelt by my side, he told me to lay flat, and pulled my arms down by my. A few times I caught her staring at my breasts whenever I had to baby sit over night. Amy was going be mine tonight and nothing could stop that. I knocked on their front door and smiled as they let me in. I saw Amy laying down on the couch watching T.V in her pajamas, the sight made me leak a little. Her parents said they wouldnt be back till about 10:00 am and it was only 8:00 pm. After their goodbye hugs to Amy they slipped out the door and drove off. Amy have you had your bath yet? I asked..