This time she came first and I was a few seconds behind her and shot a steady stream into her bottom as I collapsed over her on the counter and she tu...ned her head and we kissed lovingly. Through this whole experience hardly a word was speaking between us. Our bodies did all the communicating. We both grabbed some paper towels, soap, and water and helped each other clean up and got dressed while laughing and kissing.I said to her, “Really! I want to see you again what’s your name and how do I. ~~~~~But there was one thing, or rather one person, who caused ripples in the mostly placid, pleasant surface of our life after we returned: Ivan.Kristol’s call while we were on vacation meant that I had succeeded in hooking him into our little scheme. It also meant that I had to be ready to receive him, in both senses of the word, on short notice and be prepared to deliver some juicy tidbits of information about Hans and the negotiation.Accordingly, Mistress, Hans, his executive assistant. Also, let me know if you need a strong-arm man. I will volunteer.”While they were talking, a trader had arrived with his backpack full. He sat down by the fire and was offered a good meal, as was customary when a trader arrived. The hungry man tucked in and enjoyed the food and the respite from his long journey.He revealed he had some specific trade items for this tribe. He opened his pack, and from its depths removed a string bag of round dark objects.“I was told that your Chief had asked for. Finding a stall she closes the door, and slips off her underwear. Itis the same black underwear she wore in the photos she sent him- lacy and sexy.She holds it in her hand and wonder what he could be planning- and the only wayto find out is to go back to the bar and hand it over. She scrunches it up inher hand, and taking a deep breath she leaves the stall. On the way out shepasses another woman coming in, and for a second she is terrified that shemight see what's in her hand? but the woman.