" Watch me," said the Emir, "I'll collect you about five and we can have an aperitif and you can show me some of Paris before the theatre." But..." sh...e blustered."Until five tomorrow," he said, and rang off.On the other end of the 'phone she wondered how he would know where to pick her up.The Ambassador assured him that a box at the opera with twenty-four hours notice was no problem, nor was using a private entrance. The Emir's other requirements were also easily met."Send in Fathiyeh," said. Aur dono ek dusre ko pati patni ki tarah jakde huye santusht lag rahe the. Om utha aur didi ke ek nipple ko pakad kar kheech diya.Didi ouch ….Om saali ab aukat pe agayi na. Randi kahiki.Didi ki ankhe usse hokar mujhpe padi. Mere 5” ke lund ko dekhliya usne. Mujhe sharm arahi thee. To didi ne ishare se mujhe pas bulaya. Mai gaya. To didi ne kaha ….Didi ab sharmana kya ? Aja tu bhi thoda karle mujhe.Mai hairan didi ki ankho me dekhta raha, to didi ne hath badhake mere lund ko pakad liya.. How he savored her in that Itsy Bitsy Bikini she wore so often and so well. "Of course," he laughed internally, "I love it when she isn't wearing it too!"Almost as if his mind controlled things, he heard the private hallway door open and two exuberant voices laughing and yelling. His girls were back! He chuckled to himself and before he could get up from his desk, smiles and giggles were at his sides.He sort of expected them to be grabbing at him, demanding he get dressed so they could go out. " The weak voice of the Derneldar founder spilled out with the stream of blood that continually flowed out from his mouth. He saw his blood related Core Masers, the last pillars of his family, and the men and women his family cultivated for tens of years, willing to throw away their lives for him and he could do nothing but gaze at them with grief in his blurred eyes. Who better than him knew the state of his body right now? The explosive strike of the young bodily cultivator blew his heart. If.