Book3:WereMyDreamIs

takemeoutfhtoown?”RichardandJamaz,theexpresidentandvice-presidentofWorldBankwerenerstomoheyhadseenitpileduphightotheceilingsinthebankvaults,sotheywerenotdazzledbythisdispyofwealth.Howeverinthepreseing,thesightofabeautifulyoungwomanwithahandbagfullofcashandanenormousdiamersurprisedthem.

    “Whynot?We’lltakeyouonanightoutoown.Butwejustgotoffworkaofreshenup.Whydon’tyougiveussometimetowashandge?”

    “Good.Good.”saidtheyoungpingherhandshappilylikealegirl.“Butbequick.”

    “Wewon’ttakelong.Butit’sdarknowandnotsafeforyoutobestandingherealone.Whydon’tyoueintothegardenandwaitforus.”

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    “Surething”saidtheyoungwomanandfollowedthemintothedesertedrosegarden.

    Richardbroughtathree-leggedchairfromthehouseadownonthegroundsaying,”Haveaseat,butbecareful.Thechairhasonlythreelegs.Don’tfalldown.”

    “Really?Thisisiing.Iliketopydangerousgames.”TheysmiledateachotherandRichardwalkedbatotheloedhouse.Theelectricityhadlooff,buttherewasafauthegardenthatstillworked.Jamazhadalreadystrippedhimselfnakedandwasvigorouslywashinghishairandbody,gettingridofthesweatandgrimeoftheday.Richardjoinedhimbeforethefaudsoapedhimselfbriskly,asking

    “Whatdoyouthinkofthathot,sexybroadoutthere?There’ssomethingnotquiterightabouther.”

    “What’snhtabouther?Hey,it’safeastthatjustdroppedontoourps.”

    “No,somethingisnotquiterightthere.”repliedRichardafterthinkingamoment.“Mr.Fingerhasdisappearedforquitesometime.Thatlittleguylikestomaketrouble.Couldhehavegotintotroubleagainandmademischief?”

    “No,Ido