“oh… my… god…”. She had hardly any body fat, abs chiseled as if they were sculpted by an artist. She was like a Greek goddess. I pulled her ...ra off revealing voluminous tits. I wrapped my mouth around one of them and sucked on her rock-hard nipples. I could see her clit getting wet through her shorts, and pulled them down so briskly they ripped. She didn’t seem to care. “I want to worship you…” I said. I picked her up and took her to my bedroom, dropping her on my bed. Her friend followed us. "Is it true?" asked the colonel. "What I sent you to find out, is it true?" True," the Indian said, in quite good English. "Iroquois have called all of its nation—all minor tribes—to join with the Huron and serve the English in the coming fight." The Iroquois and the English? I'd never thought it would come to that. Damn. Isn't there anything you can do to split them? Your people hate the Huron." True. The Iroquois hate the Huron, and none more than my own Shewan. But the English are strong.. She was happily letting me take the initiative and cooperated with me happily. She was hot and danced better than my wife.As soon as the music stopped we separated and clapped. I saw Dev emerging from a corner holding Ritu’s hand and leading her to us. As soon as Ritu saw me she came running to me. She looked at Devika and for fleeting moment I saw a woman to woman jealousy in her eyes as she said “Hello” to Devika; turned to me and said, “Dev is a good dancer. I learnt some dancing steps from. "Come in... I guess you're Pete." Yes, I am. Nice to meet you, umm... Queen Cobra... obviously that's not your real name, so I'll call you... ?" You'll call me Queen," she said, motioning for him to sit in a loveseat. She walked to the sofa opposite him, sat down, and drew her legs up. "Remember the rules of this interview, Pete. You were never here. What you will write about will not contain any names, or real places, not even the name of this town. That was the deal." Of course," he chuckled.