A Wild Winter Night In The City

Chapter 26 - The Mayor's Daughter Comandante Foxtrot seemed to have no further interest in Coach Strickland. He turned to Nancy: "I have another tasking for you, Nancy Lombardi, which will be of mutual benefit, and perhaps of benefit to an American family; a happy reunion, so to speak." The Supreme President clapped his hands and one of the Amazon guards brought in a terrified collared young woman. She immediately assumed the "Nadu" position and the dictator placed his hand on her head in a condescending manner. Like the servant who escorted the women to the Lear Jet, the servant was black, but not African. The guard briefly knelt until the Supreme Leader dismissed her. "You know I like beautiful women. I like to collect them, enjoy them, and allow those most loyal to me to enjoy them as well. The Cosmos created women for man's enjoyment, especially for a man of action like myself. That is a divine truth, regardless of what the lies coming from the bo...

A wild winter night in the city It was late. They had spent all evening together dancing round what they both knew was an inevitability. As they looked at each other over the remains of their shared desert, she playfully ran her tongue over her lips, seeking out the residual sweetness he could see still clinging to them. He watched as she slowly traced her tongue back and forth thinking of what plans he had for that later. She was talking to him! He had drifted off again, lost somewhere in the rich chocolatiness of her eyes. What did she say? Something about not being able to wait another minute, that she needed him inside her. Little minx. He quickly asked for the bill, and they rushed out the restaurant straight into a storm. The heavens opened as a foul tempest blew in sideways, rain soaking them through and the cream silk of her blouse clinging to her perfectly formed breasts. Her nipples straining at the fabric seemingly desperate to escape, brazenly crying out for attention. He ...