He definitely knew he didn’t enjoy being the butt of jokes around the office. He thought of Jolene’s smirk when she announced Suzy’s call. John..., his best friend and colleague, constantly teased him about his ‘favorite stalker student’. His co-workers at the firm didn’t know she wasn’t in any of his classes anymore. He’d never bothered to correct them. He swore to himself that he would limit his contact with her in the hopes she would move on. Unfortunately he lost all resolve whenever he met. “What are you going to do now?” she asks Roxie. Roxie tries cuddling up to Venezia, but Venezia slaps Roxie’s pussy so hard that juice flies off. Roxie screams and moans at the same time before giggling. Venezia pulls Roxie to the center of the room and continues slapping her pussy. “You’re a nasty little thing aren’t you?” Roxie slaps her own pussy at Venezia while laughing at her. “Ah, can’t tame me,” she mocks at Venezia. Venezia looks up at me watching before looking back down at. He carried her bags and kept up a running line of chatter as they walked toward her new home. “This is bar, here,” he said, as they left the reception. It was another open-sided thatched roof hut with a circular bar surrounded by high chairs and a few tables. Several men were drinking beer and smoking. “Pilots,” the driver said. “Canadian, American, Swiss, Swede, Dutch, Russian – many pilots. Also, expats from forty NGOs and six UN agencies live here.” “Expat” was UN shorthand for expatriate. "Now" she said " how about a deal, if you will buy these items I get a good sale, in return, I will finish you off". How could I resist. I quickly found the cash and paid her, she went to the desk and paid the money over. She came back after a few minutes but made no attempt to touch me. " I remember you coming in a few weeks ago" she said, " Jo looked after you didn't "she". I couldn't deny it. "Did you spend the night with her", again I couldn't deny it. Then she whispered in my ear,"Were you.