Zaid Seizes the Day

Zaid received the young redhead's non-verbal message loud and clear! She was willing to give herself to him sexually. She wanted him! There could be no doubt about it. But how to arrange it?

It only took Zaid about five seconds to realize what he would do. Judy was smitten with Zaid, had just given her christian cunt to him to bless with his Muslim load. She had even said, explicitly, that she'd do anything for him. And she was also smitten with the redhead's Somali baby, Yusuf. Judy was in his employ, and completely submissive to him, and would follow his plan. He spoke to the young redhead mother:

"I'm sorry, but I didn't get your name?"

"I'm Abigail, but my friends call me 'Abi'".

"Good to know you, Abi. I can see that my shop assistant Judy is smitten with your son. She is like you, one who has chosen to lead this life of serving the Muslim community here. In that, she is your sister. So, how would it be if you leave your precious little one in the care of Auntie Judy just for a few minutes, so I can show you something important in the back room of the shop?

Abi's pulse went up, excited by the risk of it, but also very horny for this Arab shopkeeper. She quickly nodded assent.

Judy, quick to pick up her cue, strode to the front of the shop, pulled the blinds down, and flipped over the "Open" sign so that to potential customers, it now read "Closed." She returned to the pram to gaze adoringly on her new "nephew", black as the night, and cute as a baby could possibly be.

Zaid gently took Abi by her hand and led her around the checkout counter to an unlit hallway leading to his office.

Abi, for her part, was entirely trusting of this stranger. She knew that whatever he had in store for her, it would be the best thing possible. In fact, it would be her happy fate!