What choice do I have?” Keiko hissed bitterly. xxx18 ‘Abdul Hakeem, who are you really? He walked with a Japanese girl behind him. Is the cunt for you or for your father?” the Sheikh asked with amusement. She wanted to look away, but out of morbid fascination she continued to stare. The following few minutes were marked by a surprisingly companionable silence as she and Abdul continued to eat. Keiko’s heart reached out to her. “The girl behind me, though I may buy her with my father’s funds, will serve as my own de facto slave. Abdul’s voice intruded on Keiko’s horror. He held Chiyoko by the hair and skull-fucked her, but his eyes remained laser-focused on Keiko instead.
