One Night in Cairo
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Last published Sat, Sep 18, 2021
Aniyah and her friends were enjoying a marvelous trip in Cairo together. They'd had a wonder week in Egypt and were coming to the end of there trip. On one of the last nights of their time they decided to go to a belly dancing performance they got invited to by a few locals. There they had a wonderful time dancing and laughing in the light in front of everyone. But, in the dark secluded section in the back, Aniyah was beheld by the gaze of a withdrawn individual skillfully hiding in the back. Wondering one thing about the woman before his eyes... Who is she?
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