She was a young nymph who was tending to the bar. I just had to know and enjoy her giggly smile and bronze skin. In the evening, I let my feelings be known to Londry regarding Natasha and able man Friday, he promised to help. Londry along with his network of friends in the hotel got the job done and we changed hotels the next day as Natasha was smuggled into my arms. We spent the whole morning together drinking and listening to Beyoncé. But alas, the lovemaking was truly out of Africa, so tender but so harsh, needless to say, my day was made. I slept through the whole of the next day recovering from the excesses of the morning. I welcomed the unique purple and pink sunset of this land again. Yes, I could indeed smell Africa now. It’s flowing in my veins.
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