“Tell your sister that the breakfast is lady and let meet on breakfast table.” she told me. On breakfast table: Jessy was still wearing that night...gown, her nipples was exposed outside through that nightie cause it was little transparent. Her pussy under the table was out cause it was short enough, and there was no underwear inside.“How was the night Mike?” Mom asked. “It was cool, mom.” I replied. Mom: I can guess your sister miss daddy. Jessy: Yes mom, you guess well, I miss him so much. I. The Chief Eunuch had already been wondering that himself, but he reassured her, and decided that the best way to resolve this would be for the Emir to call for her services one night, and soon. He had his opportunity less than a week after Duha had first tasted the Princess Zubeydeh's juices, and felt her whip."One of the concubines tonight; it doesn't matter who," said the Emir, simply wanting a warm compliant female in his bed, but having no great plans for the night's activities."Perhaps. Kerri and Jimmy were hanging from the ceiling. They were hanging face down but could be rotated face up.The gang had gone through their documents. ?Look what we have here. Two Wall Street bitches.??Two whores stealing from the people. You will pay for your crimes.? Kerri was blabbering. ?No, not us, we don’t steal.? ?Please don’t hurt us, I’ll suck or fuck you guys, please, please.? ?Kerri DON’T beg.? Several of the guys pulled out fearsome blades. Kerri was rotated face up and head. "One more stop and we'll be heading to the fashion show," Vicki said."Where are we stopping?" Lisa asked suspiciously.Vicki answered, "Claire's house."Frowning, Lisa asked, "You know Claire."Vicki said, "I may be a woman, but I'm clueless when it comes to fashion. Clair has been picking out my outfits for years. If you want my personal opinion, she's the best personal shopping assistant in the business."Even though Lisa had realized a while ago that her mother was paying Claire, she wasn't too.