Passports. Don’t worry about that.’ ‘Can I bring my camera?’ ‘Sure. You can take pictures and they won’t bother you. Just don’t take any...pictures of military installations, soldiers or policemen.’ He thought for a moment, then continued with, ‘You are a tourist. Ask no political questions. Be careful of what you talk about. You don’t want to get into trouble, and you don’t want to get anyone else into trouble.’ We talked awhile and he made me feel better. I drove back to my hotel. I had the. Man, I lucked out! I’ve always wanted to be half of a power couple. And now my dream had come true. Monique was amazing. I fell in love with her. And not just with her. I fell in love with her lavish lifestyle, her family, her friends and everything else. Call it being awestruck, but I genuinely cared about her. I wanted to live in her world. I should have known it wouldn’t work out. Nothing good happens when worlds collide. However, I was young and optimistic. And I was in love. I’d like to. The sun on Sara’s golden hair reminded him of diamonds. She lay on her back with her eyes closed, and he wondered what she was dreaming about…was it him? The blissful summer they spent together? Riding bikes in the hills, picnics in the meadow, sunset walks along the beach? His thoughts were pleasantly interrupted when she rolled over on top of him, and went in for a thirsty kiss. That feeling shot through him like a bolt of lightning, or a drop on roller coaster. Sara and John had come a long. “FUCK YES! YES! OH my god Chris!”He fought her pushing him away as he drank in her flowing nectar, but gave in as she bucked and let out a muffled scream. He pulled back and watched the orgasm dissipate as her body calmed down. She finally opened her eyes. Looking at each other intently, she just held up her arms. He moved forward to accept her embrace and share the taboo nectar remaining on his tongue with her waiting lips. As they kissed his hard cock was making slight contact with her.