“English gentleman,” she says simply. “Roger Moore. I like.”“Beautiful Colombian woman,” I reply. I have noticed in recent weeks that Colo...bian women seem to like me and I don't know why. Maybe my nationality has something to do with it. And, although I'm not tall, nor am I at a height disadvantage because the Hispanics are generally quite short.As we sit together on the little sofa I put my arm around her shoulders and pull her to me. Her eyes lock onto mine and her mouth, usually set in a. Captain Durocher approached, his face looking strange, disappointed, yet some how elated. "I've got some bad news." Angie's face fell; she knew that this was too good to be true. "Don't worry, we're still going. But the budget is over stretched; we'll have to share a motel room. And, by the way, I sleep naked."Angie thought about it, well, there's nothing I can do about that and I do so want to go. Looks like I won't be able to sleep the way I usually do hehehe. At least we'll have separate. It will be easier tomorrow.Davidson looked around as he got to his feet."We need to get out of here. We have six dead locals and one American. I'd hate to ex-plain that to the local cops when they arrive."Windell and Overhouser walked toward us, Windell leaning on Overhouser. I noticed the blood staining his shirt and dripping down his chest. Windell stayed on his feet, but he was pale."You going to be okay?"Windell nodded."Bastard was faster than I expected. But I'll be okay. Doesn't feel like. ’ He picks up the ‘fun’ paddle and begins to spank her, alternating cheeks, going low on her thighs at times. Ever so often, he spanks the inside of her thighs, almost as a special treat, and allows his hand to wander. In her restrained position, she strains against the bonds that hold her for both pain and pleasure. But mostly pleasure. All time has stopped. Nothing and no-one exist, her pleasure has become the center of all being. But it is not to last as she is order to roll onto her.