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No this is not a true story, but yes this is based on real people and what we can only hope to achieve. My name is Tehmeena, and I am from Syria. I am a flight attendant with British Airways. I have black hair though I usually lighten it up to a dark brown. I keep it so that the length usually hits just below my shoulders. I’m tan and toned, roughly 5 foot 10 inches. My greatest feature is my hourglass figure, at least I think. Stepping off the plane I felt feelings of delight and awe flood my being. Looking through the windows as I walked down the jet way I can catch glimpses of a clear blue sky touching the Dublin Metro area. Making my way quickly through the airport and passport control I was able to quickly step out onto the curb at the arrivals area. “What a perfect day,” I say to myself smiling. Pulling open my purse I dig out a cigarette and lighter, scolding kaçak iddaa myself silently as I know it’s unhealthy. Taking a slow drag I can feel the cold as it slides down my spine. The weather was chilly, roughly 5C, and having grown up in Syria I was not accustomed to it. Finishing up my cigarette, I hailed a cab. “The Shelbourne Hotel please,” I say to the driver and the cab speeds off. Arriving at the Hotel, I quickly check into my room. Taking the elevator up to the fifth floor I barely notice the luxurious surroundings of the 5 star hotel. Opening the door to my room a lovely sight opens up to me. A king size bed, beautiful furnishings, and a wonderful view greet me. Dropping my purse and my bag I let out a giddy laugh, run and jump on the bed. Kicking my heels off, I pull open my cell phone. “Hello?” was the sharp excited response I got from the other end kaçak bahis of the line. “Its me,” I said with a grin on my face. “I just got in. Oh, Delilah you have to see this room I got! It’s so wonderful!” I say grinning and rolling onto my back, feeling the softness of the bed cradle me. “I am sure that is not the only thing that is wonderful,” I hear Delilah say slyly over the phone. Giggling, I tell her the address of the hotel and to let herself in if I am in the shower still when she arrives. Then getting up I walk over towards the bathroom. Passing a mirror I stop and look at myself. Looking back was a pretty decent sight. I was tall about five feet and ten inches, with long dark brown hair. I was tan, a bit too tan I thought but then again I am just biased. I kept myself in good shape; my hourglass figure was something I worked hard to keep. Opening my blouse illegal bahis I drop it to the floor, exposing my perky 36C’s covered by a black lace bra. Unzipping my skirt I let it drop to my feet, turning I inspect my butt clenching my cheeks slightly as I check myself. Unclasping my bra I discard it and my black lace boy shorts to the floor. Completely disrobed I step into the shower. Getting out I am greeted by the stunning figure of Delilah laying back on the king bed. “Hey there beautiful,” she said smiling. Pulling my robe around me I look her up and down. Just wearing a light jacket and a t-shirt did not obscure her amazing figure. Her intense eyes one could get lost in met mine and I felt my knees go weak. She wore tight jeans that outlined her butt perfectly, something I thoroughly enjoyed. “Salam habibi,” I said as a smile grew over my face. “It’s so wonderful to see you.” Jumping up she moved towards me and I wrapped my arms around her. Looking up Delilah smiled, “It is so good to see you too!” Our lips met as our bodies pressed together in a passionate embrace.

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