Dim light was on, It was quiet awkward as girls here in US are pretty straight forward they talk about sex and first get themselves familier with the ...guy before having sex, and here this girl is straight away inviting me to the bed. And almost nothing was said in our 30 mins journey from airport to her home. We were still strangers except some intimate talks on email.I went to bathroom instead of her bed, I told her to wait a while. I changed to night dress ( pyjama and a t-shirt) I put some. I was distraught. I did not want her to leave me. She started packing some things and that’s when I decided to tell her that I was in love with her and didn’t want her to leave. She didn’t give any response back to me and just walked out the door with a small bag of her things. I didn’t hear from her until the next day when she came back with a gift bag and put it on the counter. I was on the couch watching TV and said I’m sorry for what I said. She didn’t say anything, just came over to me on. Maybe if she had’t been in such a hurry to come to bed, she thought, but she had and that was that. He was after all amazingly good-looking, lovely smoldering brown-eyes, looked supremely fit, as did his fellow soldiers. Then there was that cheeky, captivating smile and his audacious flirting. Would she turn him away? Would she have had sex with him if the opportunity had arisen? The restless wriggle of her legs, the exotic tingle between her thighs answered her question for her. Evelyn. A final scream rent the air and Hilary knew he was in. She saw his bare black backside humping away before turning away.After several minutes of trying to block out the sounds of brutal rape below Hilary was surprised to see the door to the office open. In walked one of Tinga's men, the one who'd asked to 'Bang her hard' earlier. He had a look of lust combined with furtiveness on his face."Getting lonely, Missy?" he asked, grinning nervously.Instinctively Hilary knew he wasn't supposed to be.