I don’t know whether the general male populace will like it or not but I will be waiting for the female feedback. I can be reached for feedback at ...his is a fiction of my imagination and it has no resemblance to anyone.Chapter 1Emma, 23 and Edward 21 met online and it was only a matter of time that sparks began to fly and one day they decided to meet. Edward was athletic, handsome and hotter than pits of hell. Edward was the only son of his wealthy father and his father was kind enough for him. I hoped I could find her again. I saw what I needed and looked for her again, I found her, half turned away from me. I’d never revealed this about myself to anyone. No one else seemed to be able to do this, so it seemed like a good idea to not mention it, usually. This was anything but usual.I spoke, “Yes, that guy is going to order a rum and coke, that guy will order a pint of Strongbow, and some pork scratchings, no make that a pint of snakebite. That guy will win the jackpot on that machine. In my first visit, I had carefully avoided this most sensitive region. Instead, I had circled the globe of her breast without touching the areola. Now I used the brush to caress her breast by, starting at the base, pulling the brush toward me and having the bristles follow the conic contour of the proffered breast all the way to the nipple at its tip. Each visit of the bristles to her nipple was greeted by a sharp intake of breath, especially when I guided the brush in a way which brought the. Odder still, each man at every entrance was apparently a corporal. When the Military Attaché saw them he was somewhat surprised, as he recognised one of the men at the main gate as a Colonel with whom he had spoken several times, yet wearing the uniform of a Corporal."Hello, Abdul," said the American, "What's the matter?"The Colonel/Corporal could have been made of stone for all the reaction there was.The American shrugged his shoulders and went back inside the Embassy. A telephone call to the.