.." Across the jetty, a tan pickup truck had started driving toward them. "And, unless I very much miss my guess, we'll be getting a ride from that ge...tleman." Lenore replied to his nod toward the pickup with one of her Gunny-snorts, causing Kostowe to give her an odd glance, though he said nothing.Waiting for the Chief while he spoke with the dockmaster, Lenore stepped back outside to study the mooring setup down the jetty. She decided they'd probably get assigned a piling moorage and have to. After awhile I hear water running and then she comes out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a smile. She’s got the sexiest body I have ever seen. I just sit looking at her and attempt to talk but nothing coming out. She says, “Like what you see?” I finally manage to say, ”I think she’s the sexiest girl I have ever seen.” With that she moves over to stand right in front of me. I look her up and down from her toes to her head. Her pussy is shaved and looks damp. Her tits are wonderful, not to. The stack was pretty thick, so I took it to a saloon and began to thumb through the stack over a beer. I was about half way through the stack when who should come stomping through the door but The El Centro Kid. He was wanted on a Federal warrant for killing a Federal Judge and two Federal Marshals. There was a big reward, $350, so I was definitely interested.He leaned on the bar, and I walked up to him and politely asked, "Are you Mr. Wilbur Hopkins, also known as The El Centro Kid?"He growled. But it was also good for my African male ego, especially! It was naturally very exciting to know that I was being sought out, deliberately, in order that MY sperm would get a white man's wife pregnant. For such a relatively simple act, this Spanish couple was flying all the way from there to Kenya to see ME, and for what I had that the husband, apparently, according to him, was unable to provide his wife: fertile sperm.Also, as an African, I was well aware of Europe's long history of colonial.