“What was that?” he asks, and then says mockingly, “My Russian is a little rusty.“I call you asshole,” she reveals.“Oh, so I’m the assho...e?”“Asshole doesn’t even begin to explain you,” Yulia snaps before turning on her heels and heads for the guest room.“Yeah, you go ahead and get the last word,” he calls after her. “Fucking Russians...”Yulia doesn’t hear the rest of what the man has to say. She slams the doors shut and settles against it for a moment, sighing heavily. She knows damn well that. ” she said. He was so stunned by that that he did “shush.”“Mike,” she said, “I felt bad about teasing you a couple of weeks ago,” - Ha! -”and wanted to make it up to you. Let me be blunt: if you want it, I will give you the best blow job of your life. What do you say?”Mike’s jaw dropped and he didn’t say anything for some time.“Wha- I mean, um, where? When? I mean-” he was stammering. But didn’t say ‘no.’ Well, he was a teenaged single guy, after all.“Now. Right here. Right now. It’s just us. Then she gurgled some water in her mouth and spit it out on the sidewalk. I got down on the ground and licked what she spit out."Oh so you’re a freaky man," she teased, "I like it."She began squeezing and playing with her nourishing breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples until they got very hard."Come here." She beckoned. "Stand behind me."I did. My erect cock was pressed right into her fit ass. She grabbed my hands and pulled them up to her boobs. Somehow my dick got even harder than it. We're under attack right now." I know. We don't need his army; we need our own army. That's why we're not going to talk to him." Who..." We're going to talk to the people. There must be soldiers living in this city. I might not know the way your governments work, but I know how people work. I'm sure we can convince at least some of them to help us." You think you can convince people to leave their city and commit an act of war during a time of peace?" We are at war..." We are. They aren't."It.