King Fahd
Saudi Arabia
Political Mafia
Quotes
Habib took me by the hand and led me to the doorway of another
room. It was a dining room of sorts where an informal
array of guests was gathered. As soon as Habib
appeared in the doorway, King Fahd of Saudi Arabia quickly
excused himself from the table and approached. He was wearing a
multicolored robe and headwear with a black-brown rope
band. I was instantly repulsed by his "wicked"
lecherous gaze, I stepped back into the other room in fear. Habib
introduced him. "This is one of 'my friends' I mentioned in my letter."
I robotically responded, "It's a
pleasure to meet you" and extended my hand as taught
in Charm School. Fahd bent over to kiss my hand. As he did, his
evil black eyes bore into mine as he softly said, "Your beauty warms my
embers. See them glowing deep within the darkness of my eyes-igniting
into flame-black flame." He laughed wickedly at the
effect of his use of NASA hypnotic conditioning,
Habib slapped him on the shoulder as though they knew each other well and
there were no formalities between them and asked, "Am I right? Is that
fit for a King?"'
The three of us went into another
room that appeared to be a guest bedroom that Habib
was occupying. He closed the door and told me, "Diplomatic
relations are very important. You know the old saying 'when in Rome do as
Romans do'. Well, he's a King. Get on your knees. His wish is your
command. Satisfy his deepest wishes. It's your turn for a magic carpet
ride, so turn your Genie free."
Fahd was sitting in a chair by a
coffee table. As I knelt on the carpel in front off
him, his piercing black eyes seemed to stab into my brain like swords.
I could not turn away. He stroked
my neck with his index finger, activating oral sex
programming. "I have heard about you and am in-tent on having you."
Somehow he found the slit in his
robes and parted it as he continued, "Come into my
tent- A feast has been spread for you." He spread his legs and exposed
his penis—one of the nastiest I had ever seen—like a black nightcrawler
worm that smelled and tasted strongly of spice. Habib
watched as I carried out my orders, much to the
pleasure of Fahd. Then Habib went to the chest of
drawers and began pulling out his electric prod and
bondage equipment as he explained. "Now let me introduce you to my
other 'friend'. I need to bottle up a message with your Genie and send it
out to sea. You know what to do. Begin undressing
now."
I did as I was told and lay on my
stomach on the bed while Habib sodomized me. He used
his electric prod equipment and programmed me with a
message to deliver to General Manuel Noriega while on an upcoming NCL
cruise.
I was at sea on board an NCL cruise
ship bound for their private island in the Bahamas,
Stirrup Cay, which was to be my rendezvous point with Noriega,
"Bottled up" in my mind through the recent 'Genie in the Bottle'
programming, was a cryptic message from King Fahd to
Noriega. It was a moonless night whereby the Caribbean
waters appeared as black as the night. I could not
distinguish the sky from the sea in accordance with NASA hypnotic
conditioning. T gazed, totally entranced, from the rear of the cruise
ship. Trance Formation of America