The Goethe thing.”“Oh yes, the well known Goethe thing,” I said, mockingly. Sorry, low blood sugar.“That means we’re close to the exit we wa...t,” said Mel, patiently. “If we just exit the park here, we can probably find our way back.”“Okay, you’re in charge.”“I’m always in charge, daddy bear. You just don’t know it.”Half an hour later we were still lost. I couldn’t help but hum the Teddy Bears’ Picnic tune, while Mel tried to work out where we were. We had left the park and found ourselves in a. I took slow and unsteady steps as I locked the door behind me and walked towards the diva standing in front of me, dressed in the most promiscuous way possible. I was enchanted by her slim waist and her perfectly shaped navel, which was deep, narrow and curved, just like the ones of popular actresses. (Yes, I have a navel fetish, but that’s a story for another time.)‘You know why you are here, Raghu?’, she asked me as she took my hand in hers and placed it on her already erect nipples and. ”“Anywhere else like the Prince?”“Thailand. Importing mostly to America. There’s a house in the Twin Cities actually. That’s pretty low level though. Kind of an overflow. The best service the rich traveling through. Singapore. Malaysia.”“Overflow. Jesus Rachel.”“I’m an idea girl,” she shrugged. “I got the syndicate’s ear and it went from there.”“Lucrative?”“You could say that.”“So we’re laundering money?”“It’s Eddie, so it’s far more than that. But yes. Like the video I’m producing. I could. ‘I’m hard and throbbing for you again.’ ‘I want you in me. You can have me any way you want, Sweetheart, Just put it in me and do it… and do it… and do it to me,’ she whispered between kisses. ‘Help me take my dress off. I want to be naked for you.’ I helped her out of the chair, unzipped her dress the rest of the way and slipped it off. She was a vision of loveliness and love and lust. She stepped close to me, took my erection in her hands and rubbed her pussy on it. I cupped her hanging.