Back in the corridor, I took a short break and had some water from the canteen and a snack before continuing.On continuing down the corridor, I next c...ame to a medium-sized chamber that was dedicated to the use of Black Magic. The only light there came from numerous black candles burning around the room which was carpeted with a number of rugs scattered about the floor. There were Black Magic symbols painted on the walls, containers of materials used in the ceremonies, and there was a black. “We’ll do it together; that little café down Barry’s road will still be open, you look like you need a friend.” She cast a worried glance at Sarah. “No, no, I’m fine, honestly,” but she could already feel the tingle in the tips of her ears; that was a clear indication she was slowly going lobster-faced. “Really, Sarah, do you think I’m buying that for a second? I’ve known you long enough to know when something is bothering you. We’re going, end of.” And that would be the end of it. Sarah knew. Scared he would fuck me too hard the next time we’d meet, I kept dodging him, giving him excuse after excuse… until tonight. I just can’t take it. I need him, someone, anyone to put me in my place and make me feel like the little girl I am. And he’s always available. Especially for his little filipina hoe.So here I am, waiting in my car for his call. I’m sitting in the back seat wearing a yellow polka-dot thong, frilly black fishnets, clear platform high heels, and a little black dress. I start. " Let 'em look. You feel good in my arms." It's not that," she giggled and put her lips to my ear to whisper. "I'm naked under my dress." Ooh, princess," I grinned. "And we've got a three hour drive before I can see for myself." Wrong, smarty pants, I've booked us a hotel."She had too, the Heathrow Hilton, no less. Judging from the disapproving looks I got whilst checking in, I guessed they weren't too used to having sun blackened soldiers in desert camouflage grace their hallowed halls. But I.