What was I going to do? Act like it never happened? Pretend I couldn’t help myself? Tell myself, that he forced me? Well, it was over, and would nev...r happen again! A little voice inside my head, seemed to deny that. I was so upset, I took a valium and went to my room to lie down for awhile. Maybe he will leave, go somewhere. Anywhere! As long as I don’t have to face him!In the bedroom, I could tell my panties were soaking wet. I was wearing a strapless sundress, with a flared bottom. I removed. .'so buy a second hand car tell the Nigerian 'authorities' it was his wife's'. They found this was also above board and legitimate and made another very profitable deal.After this the Nigerians suggested they do it all again, but now this would be 'i*****l.' The Nigerians shrugged. Corruption was the way of life in Nigeria. They would have to grease a few palms, but it would not be a problem 'everyone was doing it, why not them.' By this time they had been in Nigeria for a few months and. Instruction .The fortnight passed slowly and my nights were filled with fantastical dreams of the beautiful Margeurite and her pretty young charge Christy, who had stood quietly, head down tonguing Margeurites pussy, as I fucked her in the middle of an empty restaurant. The feel of her tightness though eluded me and I woke many times to find my hand rubbing my own cock gently. I tried to resist this in the second week as I hoped I would be invited to further educate this young lady when I. Are you coming, Julie?I looked at her to let her know that she didn't have to, and then I said, "I would be very grateful if you would finish that drink, and tell me more about your trip."She looked at me, and then she looked at her friend, and she said, "You go on ahead. I'll catch up later." And then she smiled at me.An hour later, having talked all the small talk we had, having enjoyed each other's company in an unstrained way, we were walking the beach. She had her sandals off and in one.