"I've been doing some secret filming."Their voyeuristic interested piqued, the three elder teens chorused approval, rising from the armchair to follow... the youngster. Excitedly they mounted the stairs, buoyed by the prospect of seeing something they shouldn't. Amy ensured to secure the bolt so as to avoid disturbance, vaulting up on the bed to join her three horny companions.Instantly she started replaying the night's videod events on the foldout screen of the camcorder, captured earlier as she. He was staring intently at apoint in the middle of the room. What's his problem? I wondered."Not enough turkey in your Poultry Delight?" I peered into his foodbowl. Like his water bowl, it was nearly full. "Kitchen's feng shui notto your liking?"With a wild screech, Max bolted past me. What the hell? I thought.He acted as if he'd seen something----a ghost ----but there was no one here but him and me.I shrugged. Cats could be temperamental sometimes, although, usually,Max wasn't.I unscrewed the. "Release me Abbey, set me free." He whispered in her ear. She didn't need any further coaxing. She undid his jeans, sliding them down his solid thighs. He pushed her against the wall again. Pulling down the straps of her dresss, exposing her breasts.to his hungry soul. He reahed up, palming both breasts in his large hands, He felt like a new born babe, starved for nourishment, and began suckling at her breast. The pleasure was so intense, Abbey didnt even feel it when he knicked her nipple.. You see I was born a boy and not even a Muslimboy. Let me tell you my story. I was a man like you once. Before Ilearnt to submit to the will of Allah and his prophet peace be upon him.The village where I grew up was very WASP and the prevailing environmentled people to have a very toxic attitude to foreigners and I was aproduct of that environment. I hated immigrants who I felt only camehere to claim benefits from our generous benefits system. At the sametime I felt that they were here to.