Her name was Caprice.
After she played with her hair, the reading I got was that she wanted to make some more cash.
'She'll do,' said Jack.
Max nodded in agreement.
'Have you heard of the Abu Sayyaf?' I asked.
She nodded in the affirmative, while jiggling her big boobs a bit.
The reading was that she was very keen on making some extra pocket money.
'The Indian owner of this cafe can't be paying you much?' I asked.
'They could pay me more.'
The fact that she fucked most of the customers after hours, for good coin, was another factor in employing her on this delicate mission.
Max had Intel that about twenty Abu Sayyaf members were currently working in Kuala Lumper as security guards.
'And I'm told they are also recruiting and courting the Saudis for more funding.'
'Those cock suckers killed my uncle,' said Caprice.
'How?' I asked.
'They kidnapped him from Kinabalu.'
'But how?' I asked.
'He was working there as a cleaner at a five star hotel.'
'So why would they kidnap him? I asked.
'He's one of the richest men in Borneo and loves recruiting in swanky hotels while under the guise of a poorly paid cleaner. He says if they believe him, then loyalty will never be an issue.'
And in regards to your breast size, I asked, lastly.
She just hugged me.
Folds of joy were enveloping me.
I think you are hired, I eventually said.
After she played with her hair, the reading I got was that she wanted to make some more cash.
'She'll do,' said Jack.
Max nodded in agreement.
'Have you heard of the Abu Sayyaf?' I asked.
She nodded in the affirmative, while jiggling her big boobs a bit.
The reading was that she was very keen on making some extra pocket money.
'The Indian owner of this cafe can't be paying you much?' I asked.
'They could pay me more.'
The fact that she fucked most of the customers after hours, for good coin, was another factor in employing her on this delicate mission.
Max had Intel that about twenty Abu Sayyaf members were currently working in Kuala Lumper as security guards.
'And I'm told they are also recruiting and courting the Saudis for more funding.'
'Those cock suckers killed my uncle,' said Caprice.
'How?' I asked.
'They kidnapped him from Kinabalu.'
'But how?' I asked.
'He was working there as a cleaner at a five star hotel.'
'So why would they kidnap him? I asked.
'He's one of the richest men in Borneo and loves recruiting in swanky hotels while under the guise of a poorly paid cleaner. He says if they believe him, then loyalty will never be an issue.'
And in regards to your breast size, I asked, lastly.
She just hugged me.
Folds of joy were enveloping me.
I think you are hired, I eventually said.
