When Kristen came back into the bedroom, she explained, "It's called rssti. It's a delicious dish that I had when I was on my trip. It's a simple reci...pe, really: butter and potatoes, topped with a little sour cream." She ate a forkful and gave an appreciative "Umm" in response. "I wanted to make this for you, today, but I guess you'll be eating something else right now, huh? Like me!"Kristen ate another couple of forkfuls, and I could feel my mouth salivate over the aroma. For the simple dish. A few feet inside the apartment standing outside the kitchen was the reason I was here. She stood nearly as tall as me, which is rather tall at six foot, but I looked down to notice she was standing in a lovely pair of heels. My eyes moved up from here feet to a pair of sexy stockings and then to light green lace panties. These were matched with a lace teddy of the same color. She had light brown, almost caramel, skin and long, straight black hair. Her makeup was classy and her smile eased. Quickly and nervously, I took off my skirt and top and placed myself over his knee. “Now that’s better,” he said. He stroked my behind with the palm of his hand. “You’re in for a very severe punishment. I hate to punish you like this, but you leave me with no other choice. Perhaps you’ll be more behaved after tonight,” he said. My body tingled from his touch. Then without warning, I felt the first slap of his hand on my bare behind, then the second, third, fourth…. He was so much stronger. Pure pleasure!Each file was a buff folder with reams of badly typed accusations and ‘evidence’ tucked inside. All three were doomed to never see the sun again because of their connections with the old regime.Now she had to choose her victim!First off there was Kirill Romovich Shapko. Idly she flicked through the pages and enjoyed browsing through the life that she was empowered to end. Ukrainian and an officer of the feeble White Russian army that was on the run from one end of Russia to the.