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After Israel, I made it to Syria from Jordan rather easily, the little "stamp me on a separate piece of paper" thing working quite well.

Scrub Me, Baby!

Xtinemichaud
2005-12-23 16:49:22

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up. Quickly realising her rural Arabic was a complete wash out to me, she forcefully grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out of the steam room and into the "scrubbing room".

Her name was Fakhriya, and as far as I was concerned, she had all it takes to make the sumo wrestling world finals. I wasn't equipped to take any measurements, but I couldn't be that far off saying she was wider than she was tall. Her naked watermelon-size breasts rested on the great mass of flab that was her stomach in which there was ample room to hold 8-month old triplets.

Needless to say, it is somewhat intimidating to be vigorously scrubbed all over by such a massive woman, especially when she is as stark naked as you are. Actually, Fakhriya did have some sort of underwear on, but her stomach was so incredibly huge that it hung half way down her thighs, completely covering whatever piece of cloth there might have been to protect her modesty!

Fakhriya first ordered me onto a plastic covered massage table, face down, so that my scrub may begin. She used a coarse black glove like those of my sauna mates and proceeded to scrub me from my neck to my toes. It soon became clear that my G-string would not survive the intensity of Fakhriya, so I signalled her that I would take it off and she nodded in approval.

As she leaned over me, her flabby breasts and stomach brushed up and down my back. But none of this seemed to bother her. She was as professional and emotionless as if she's been ironing a shirt. Fakhriya then made me flip over and scrubbed me everywhere mercilessly, without any pity for the tender skin of female attributes...

Back at the hotel, Kelly had told me that, when she went the day before, she had been provided with a cloth so she could clean her private parts herself. But in my case Fakhriya was on a roll. When she saw my Bedouin waxing job, she apparently became ...