5 were black and the majority were from the Bember tribe, 9 million being female, and half of those were single, but none had ever dated a white guy, ...et alone had one as a boyfriend. During the first few weeks I sussed out where the single Zambian female went in the evenings, bar, clubs etc. and stared to make friends with them, there was two sisters both teachers who were quite friendly but always went out together so I started to chat to them, they were happy to chat and meet up but nervous. After a few mins of this she asked me "where's your bed I want you now" I lead her up stairs and we got into my bedroom and she stripped naked letting her sexy tits bounce out of her top and with that I grabbed them and pinched her nipples and squeezed her tits hearing her moan as I did this and carried on fingering her tight wet pussy for more time, she started to moan even louder and I noticed my fingers getting really wet as she ended up cumming over them as she had an orgasm moaning and. I stare not being able to move or even blink my eyes watching."Okay Kelly ready for your surprise?" I do not respond as I stare intoMiley's eyes while her long pretty hair drops to the smock then to thefloor. "SNAP SNAP" What was that? I still stare at Miley watching herlong hair falling. My hairstylist moves over to the other side of me,and "SNAP SNAP". I see Miley's face even smiling bigger while she staresat me. I ignore the sound and stare while Miley's hair stylist moves toher other side. “No. We got his profile here. He reacts extremely poorly to being provoked. Doesn’t stand down. Ever. It’s like his thing.”“Oh, really? Sounds like a fucking excellent quality for a field operative,” scowled the soldier in charge of embassy security. We were in a building on the outskirts of town. It looked a lot like a warehouse. I’d gotten here in the back of a van, after a visit to the embassy for a little chat. And I got to the embassy in a car that picked me up from an underground parking.