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LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:46am On Sep 16, 2009
Hours behind akin, Oleg and Debest’s frustration was further compounded by the fact that the delays they are currently experiencing makes it difficult to get any updates from the people in turkey. Debest’s anger was soon felt by the flight attendant as she refused him the use of his cell phone, not willing to risk any arrest for disorderliness he reluctantly obliged but not before raining obscenities at her.
By this time, akin was fast approaching what he hopes is the hideout where his mother is held. With about 20km to go, he stops at the local gas station to answer the call of nature, as he returned to his car he heard a voice from inside the kiosk, AK! AK!, unsure who it was he turned round with his hand firmly on his concealed weapon, Emre, akin shouted, as the two hugged and slapped each other on the back, hey look at you! Akin exclaimed, wow!.
Soon after it was Emre’s turn to ask what had brought Akin to this part of the world.
Emre and Akin had been students and housemates at MIT, Boston until Emre was forced to quit his PhD due to family tragedy. His entire siblings and father had been wiped out by his father’s business rivals, starved of funds he had no choice but to quit his studies to cater for his sick mother. He joined the Internal affairs dept of the Turkish govt and in 3 years had risen to become Anti-Drugs Tsar.
Akin painstakingly narrated his plight and mission to Emre, and was lifted by his old pal’s vow to support him all the way. 30minutes later, Akin’s mission-impossible turned mission-probable, strengthened by the support of Elite Squad.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:08am On Sep 16, 2009
Akin’s suspicion was soon confirmed when he sighted one of the men he’d encountered in the shho-out with Laurent a week ago, and in an instant opened the rear door and made for the bush beside the road. On sighting the opened door, one of the ambush men opened fire, as he pursued him. The unharvested fields provided akin with enough cover as he meandered through it till he managed to hide under a stack of hay at the back of one of the trucks. Slow and wretched, Akin’s wondered how long this truck will travel before he got caught, somehow he survived till he reached the local port where he boarded the ferry to manisa.

Do I have any package please? Akin asked as he completed his checking in formalties at the local hotel in Manisa, oh yes Mr. Jones, a package arrived this morning from Berlin, replied the Cypriot staff, to which akin requested that it be brought up to his room immediately.
Rick had arranged for a consignment of assault rifles, hand grenades as some other combat gear to be shipped from Germany to the hotel he’d booked on akin’s behalf. Akin’s mood was soon lightened by the sight of the contents of the package, nice one Rick he smiled, as he proceeded to get ready for the most crucial mission of his life.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:51am On Sep 16, 2009
Meanwhile, Akin arrived at the Ataturk Airport unaware of what fate awaited him, as he proceeded through immigration; he was shocked to find an attendant with his name on a card awaiting him in the arrival lounge. As he walked past the awaiting car, he knew his mission just got more difficult by the fact that the mob now know he is on to them.
As he made his way out of Istanbul towards Izmir, the rich poor dichotomy was all to plain on the streets, oblivious to the mumblings of the Besiktas-mad cab driver, he was soon brought back to life by the latest check point. They had been through at least five of them so far, navigating each only after a couple of euros had changed hands, but this latest one looked strange,
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:16am On Sep 15, 2009
The guards had spent the afternoon playing cards, and the jackpot prize was either of the two women, sparky, employed all his street tricks to win the round and with that victory the woman of his choice.
He had heard from Debest just how “sweet” Lucy was and seeing her blood covered breasts and her naked body as he hurdled up aroused the primate instinct in him, as he arose from the table, waltzing through the smoke filled room, both women knew what fate was about to befall them, a thought that C’girl couldn’t handle as she started screaming no no no hysterically, only to be silenced by the slap of one of the burly guards. Sparky walked up to Lucy, stroking his hands round her swollen face, she responded by spitting on him muttering bastard! That only seemed to spur sparky on as he beckoned the guards to pick her up, he swept the cards of the table and for them to lay her on it. Lucy’s struggle was soon snuffed out by the succession of slaps from her captors, urged on by his co-criminals, Sparky proceeded with his deed and to the surprise of his cheerers his size and duration was a big disappointment
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:02am On Sep 15, 2009
As Debest and Oleg boarded the next flight out of La Guardia headed for Istanbul, aware that the next 24 hours would be the most crucial for them. Oleg knows 1st hand what it means to fail the mob, he’d seen his close friend and his entire family wiped out for failing to clinch a deal no where near the magnitude of the current one.

Hungry and dischevelled, his apprehension has drawn the attention of a few workers, are you ok sir, one rail worker asked akin, oh yeah just waiting for a friend he replied as soon spots Rick arrive in old but reliable Chevvy. Oh man you look rough was Rick’s first comment, I didn’t know things are this bad. Akin had called Rick, one of his trusted friend to help him get a fake passport and some money as well as contacts in Europe to further his quest. Rick, himself a clean man knows his way around the underworld and had within 2 hours come up with enough ammo for Akin. He was soon on his way out of the country after stopping over at Chase Motel for a quick wash.
As Mr. Jones boarded the flight to Istanbul all he could think of was Sola, so much so that the fact he’d just managed to stay the execution of the other two women in his life was secondary.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:47am On Sep 15, 2009
Debest’s countenance and that of his cronies changed almost as soon as Akin ended the call, damn, he screamed as he proceeded to hit Lucy repeatedly, I’ll make you pay for this b*tch! As he hit her repeatedly with almost the same fervour he had made love to her.
C’girl could not but feel Lucy’s pain, her blood splatter covering the walls of the room they were held, Debest was about to turn his anger to C’girl when Oleg pulled him off and ordered that the women be stripped naked, chained and locked up in the dark wet room,
This was no time for distractions as far as Oleg was concerned, they had to get Akin and retrieve the code in less that 24 hours or else… well even the Russian toughie couldn’t bare to imagine what would happen if they didn’t get it.
We go to Europe, he go for his mother, Oleg realising that Akin would be heading back to France to try and retrieve his mother, we go to Europe! He orders Debest as the dup left.

Their departure offered Sparky and the guards the chance to relax and what a way to do so with 2 helpless women, naked at their mercy….
Forum GamesRe: If Today Was World's Stealing Day, What Would You Steal? by debest1(m): 11:27am On Sep 14, 2009
[quote author=Dav.e link=topic=53891.msg4539561#msg4539561 date=1252923945]I would steal naijababe2 and I make sure I keep those lips even when I'm caught! grin[/quote]and i will steal her from you,
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 11:21am On Sep 14, 2009
With C’girl and her captors long gone, Oleg made a call to Akin, informing him of their latest victim and stressing that he had till mid-night to release the codes of both women would be killed.
Is this what you do for a living debest? Lucy asked amid the groanings of a gagged C’girl, you told me you are a shipping magnate, she stated further before being interrupted by debest’s lame excuse, I work for some very powerful and sometimes bad people, babe shit happens. Lucy’s tinted car enabled them to escape without drawing any suspicions, and soon arrived at a location 50 minutes south of Canada; a disused intercity railline, Debest then switched into the 2nd phase of his plan, loading his magnum 7, are you a grass for the police? He asked Lucy, me what the fck are you talking about debest, of course I’m not she replied angrily, he then handed Lucy the gun and asked her to shoot C’girl as a proof. With the watching mob, Lucy knew she had no chance of escaping alive if she declined, but had a motivation other than her love for Debest to carry out the order: her love for Akin. Lucy, had never forgiven C’girl for snatching Akin off her and had often contemplated the line of action offered by debest in her quest for revenge; now faced with the cold reality can she actually go ahead with it?
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 11:05am On Sep 14, 2009
Debest’s day was about to get worse when he got a revelation that all but sealed his fate with the Russians. They could forgive his slip with vis-à-vis akin but his latest lack of indiscretion was a bridge too far for him. Oleg, in their frantic pursuit of Akin had received a call from one of his contacts that the girl Debest had been seeing recently was an agent, without any prior warning Oleg instructed his men to beat him up almost to the point of death. His saving grace perhaps he fact that he is the only chance of getting Akin to hand over the codes for the account.
Debest was not told that Lucy has to be eliminated at once; and given the extent of the beating he’d received he was in no mood to negotiate, he hurriedly took the mobs to her flat but on the way had suggested that rather than killing an agent on the huff, they should let him do so in his own way.
His previous visit to her 12th floor apartment in the middle of Manhattan had served up an unbelievable degree of passion and ecstasy, this one though has no chance of matching the passionate heights. Patched, and worse for wear, his lifeless knock on the door a consequence of the heavy punishment he’d received earlier. Oh my God! What happened to you love? A startled Lucy asked, am fine I was attacked by some thugs working for a business partner, debest replied. Am fine love, he interrupted her doting, I need you to help me urgently he continued outlining his plot for the dealing with her.
30 minutes later, debest emerged from her flat with Lucy in tow, secretly signalling to the mob waiting outside, he jumped into the driver’s seat of Lucy’s BMW-H7, and headed towards long Island closely but discretely followed by the convoy of Oleg’s men.

Debest arrived at C’girl’s country home, parking a few blocks away, they decided to walk the rest of the journey in an attempt to elude the surveillance team outside her country home. As they approached the house, Debest couldn’t help but wonder how a pretty woman like Lucy could get yet be an agent, his misgivings were soon confirmed when Lucy in an attempt to evade one of the surveillance cars did a manoeuvre, that was smooth babe, where did you learn that, debest asked? Oh I did a lot of sports in school she quickly replied. They managed to get in the house, and before long Debest had taken C’girl with a gun held to her head ordered to maintain silence as they escaped back to the car again signalling to the Russians as he drove off.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 12:53am On Sep 14, 2009
It was another 25 minutes before the convoy noticed that the car carrying Akin was missing, in a panic Oleg called the guards and was least suprised to hear akin's voice. What he heard after that was to change the course of the whole operation; akin had secretly inserted a pass code into the transfer program, so that while the bank would acknowledge a successful transfer, the account owners would not be able to access the funds without the code. This was to be Akin's ace against the gang and even debest felt outfoxed on this occassion. Akin's stance was simple, get me my mother within 12hours or that money is gone for ever!
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 12:45am On Sep 14, 2009
Running out of options, Akin knew that every minute he spends contesting the morality of what he's been asked to do edges his mother closer to The celebrat
LiteratureRe: John Grisham Or Sydney Sheldon by debest1(m): 10:51am On Sep 11, 2009
sidney sheldon for me, esp the likes of Master of the game, If Tomorrow Comes Windmills of the Gods
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:47am On Sep 11, 2009
Restless, akin
The Laura back.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:19am On Sep 11, 2009
Hi akin, kissed her.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:08am On Sep 11, 2009
The 2-hour delay to Akin’s flight must have been the best thing to happen to Debest, as he couldn’t have wished for a better way to while the time away; not that he had any thoughts about the flight anyway thanks to Lucy. His latest insertion lasted a lot longer, and offered a lot more pleasure to Lucy, who decided to spice things up by offering to use her vibrator on debest, oh no babe, I haven’t tried this before debest pleaded, but to no avail as Lucy smeared the Love Machine with oil and beckoned debest to bend over like a master to a slave. Flipping the kit on, she proceeds to thrust it into his anal orifice, and quite unexpectedly Debest seemed to enjoy it, but soon regained the upper hand as he forces her on her back and pounds like a steam roller till he eventually crashed out in exhaustion. The nigh 3-hour session was soon brought to an end when debest received a call on his cell-phone.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:53am On Sep 11, 2009
Hmmm, I see you don’t just have a nice body, killer eyes and damn good fcker, you are just as good with your culinary skills babe, enthused Debest as he refills the glasses, oh that’s very complimentary of you Debest, and am glad you enjoyed that replied Lucy. Her dinner meal of Grilled Filet Mignon, bacon-roasted fingerling potatoes, nettle purée topped with a bottle of Mattheu Rose somehow set the tone for the night; they both retreated to her balcony where they cuddled up as they soaked in the best of NYC at night. Oh darling, I’m expecting a business partner tonight from Europe, so I could be called off as soon as he arrives, Debest said as he stroked her thighs; oh really? Asked Lucy with a tinge of disappointment in her voice, does that mean you wont be having any “deserts”? asked Lucy as she spreads her legs indicating to Debest where she prefers his fingers to be. He promptly picks her up and heads for the living room, spreading her on the fur carpet, he pulls off her wine-coloured thong, revealing her clean shaved private, and begins to devour her. The increasing loudness of Lucy’s moans only fuelled Debest’s fangs as he intensified his activity down below, after about 30mins, Lucy decides to take charge by smearing what was left of her chocolate mousse desert over debest’s “tackle”, before immersing it in her mouth ending abruptly when Debest had what could only be refered to as a pre-mature discharge to the chagrin of Lucy. Is that it? She asked in utter disappointment, oh no babe, not at all, as he picked her up again heading this time to her bedroom. Both now fully stripped, his attempt to climb her was promptly rebuffed by Lucy, not yet tiger she said, as she went on her knees indicating which orifice she prefers the entry to take place.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:10am On Sep 10, 2009
¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬Debest left Vas’s lair with an extended lease of his life and as he left he couldn’t help but imagine the effect the episode would have on sparky, son that’s the real deal, not your petty $10 crime the big stage man, can you hack it? He asked staring into sparky’s dark green eyes, oh yea man, I wont let you down! Sparky replied, just then debest’s “other” cell phone rang, hello tiger, how are you? Asked the female voice, hi Lucy, am fine just tidying up some loose ends on a deal, are we still doing dinner tonight? Asked debest, ok 7pm then as he hung up with a smile on his face. The wife? Asked sparky, no replied with a short shrift, just one of the perks of this job sparky, and trust me son she is one hell of a bird!
¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬Lucy’s gameplan is simple, get Debest to “do” her enough for her to become his bird and partner in crime, that way she would get all the evidence she needs before his eventual apprehension. As far as she’s concerned the plan appears to be on course, but she cant help but wonder if what transpired the other night was just part of the job or real sexual satisfaction. She couldn’t help but remember the liaison with a smile of a fully-satisfied woman, occasionally muttering “damn he good, that was some shag”.
She had removed any evidence of her job or boyfriend from the flat, and gone for her seductive strap-less gown guaranteed to keep her cleavage in his full glare,
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:47am On Sep 10, 2009
Debest stopped a few blocks from his destination, intending to let spark off with a warning not to mess about with the pro, but their 20miutes ride had made him have a rethink, I could use this punk, he mused. Ok spark, this is how it goes, I kinda like your moves, and would like you to come work for me and am talking big bucks man, no more petty thieving; Debest proposed. Did you say this is your car man? Wow ill do anything for you man, you’re the boss now, sparks replied with palpable enthusiasm.
Ok sparky, when we get to our destination, you keep your mouth shut and observe, ok? No problem boss, sparks replied.
A few minutes later, and the duo arrived at what looked like a dungeon, the marijuana-ridden atmosphere enough to choke even the most avid of users, as they walked through to the innermost room, spark’s apprehensive demeanour couldn’t be concealed from the burly guards, you scared son? One of then asked sardonically. They soon found themselves in front of Vasilly; flanked by hoards of naked ebony women, the sight of which made sparks even more uncomfortable this time for the right reason, what a lucky bastard, he whispered to debest as Vasilly beckons the duo to approach him while dismissing the women at the same time.
Now debest, you’ve fcked up once already, and my people are losing patience with me, and I’m struggling to find reasons why I shouldn’t kill you right now! Vas shrieked as he pointed his walter PPK at debest, oh come on vas, I have it covered now , Akin will do the transfer anytime now, he needs his mum so ill get him to do it tomorrow when he gets back from Europe, just give me a few more days it will be done, debest said in a desperate bid to save his life…
CareerRe: Social Life In Workplace by debest1(m): 10:48am On Sep 09, 2009
chy:
Please debest like what, huh
lol, u are not seriously telling me you haven't heard tales?
LiteratureRe: How Can I Make Money From Writing Poems by debest1(m): 10:36am On Sep 09, 2009
estrella:
hi! I'm into poetry writing myself and its something i want to make money from, i honestly don't believe in the saying that poets make money when they are dead, what's wrong with now?
Anyway,while I'm still a novice at the entire game of making money form poetry,i still have a bit of knowledge that may help, there are poetry competitions that you can send some of your poems to, the more competitions you send your poems to,the more chances you have of showing your work, winning can boost your confidence, basically,these competitions always have publishers scouting them and it gives you an opportunity to showcase your talent, the bridportpeotry competition is one of the most prestigious competitions in the world with a prize of five thousand pounds.you can go on line to www.poetrykit.com and get a listing of present poetry competitions going on presently.Ask yourself,how far am i willing to go to achieve my dreams of being published? take a bold step and do what it takes to be heard and seen, good luck!
Hi, as a side issue, do you speak Hausa?
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:35am On Sep 09, 2009
Hopeless and desperate, Akin decides he must do whatever it takes to get his mum back, hand shaking, he dials a number that could cost him both his job and freedom but hopefully buy his mother’s. Debest I need your help? A visibly shaken Akin said, what? You need what Akin? Debest replied in utter disbelief, I know you are familiar with Europe Debest, you need to help me get mother back, akin replied now sobbing.
Ok Akin, 1st you need to get your people off my back for that stolen car malarkey, then ill put the word out and see what ransom this people would want. With the deal done, debest could hardly believe his luck, now I have him where I want, with the kidnapping now way attached to debest, he can attempt to play devil’s advocate buy using akin to siphon the money as planned ensuring his mother’s release and of course his own amnesty from any police prosecution. What a day this is turning out to be,
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 10:19am On Sep 09, 2009
The 7-hour flight from JFK to London was hardly one akin wants to rememeber for a while, apart from his thoughts preoccupied with his mother's plight, he had to endure the snoring of his overweight co-passenger. On arrival, he was promptly met by Alan, a senior MI5 agent, how was your flight Akin? Asked Alan, his query met by a lifeless ok response from akin; the pair soon drove off to the central London office of the agency where they were soon briefed on the case. The review of the CCTV on the approach to Sola’s Paddington house had revealed a face familiar to Alan; Laurent is one of the top 5 wanted men by the agency and Interpol, recent intelligence report had suggested that he is now heavily involved with the Russian mob but no one seem to know what his new look is or indeed his whereabouts, until they spotted a French registered car 100 yards from her house. A quick check soon revealed that the same car left UK for Calais about the same time of Sola’s disappearance; Alan and Akin soon contacted the French police on their way to the channel tunnel. The car was discovered near Lille that same day giving the duo hope as to her whereabouts. The quintessential Lille area of Rue de la Grande Chaussée is one on the oldest streets in Lille. Now lined with fashionable shops, it was once where boatmen hauled their barges past rocky rapids on the River Deule. The busy day gave the agents and the police enough guises to approach the target house without raising any suspicion. As they barged through the doors the ensuing shoot-out was something Akin and his crew had not anticipated. Within 10 minutes almost all the 15-man agent/police charge had been killed or maimed with Alan one of the major casualty. Laurent and what was left of his mob escaped by boat with Sola in tow, despite all of Akin’s attempt; the sight of his bound and gagged mother in the fleeing boat was too much for him to bear as he slumped into the pool of blood.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:40pm On Sep 08, 2009
The threat of eviction by the hotelier was a que for the duo to retire for now, with a succulent kiss on her “full cream breasts” and another on her forehead, Debest slumped into the deluxe bed and was soon “dead” asleep.
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:35pm On Sep 08, 2009
Her trip into “wonderland” was soon interrupted by debest’s exploration up and down her silky smooth body, with his Armani jacket now fully rested on Lucy’s upper body, debest went “undercover” handling her breasts repeatedly, Lucy soon felt the “massive” bulge rise and fall with each foray of debest’s hand into her dress. The pair had hardly entered the room when Debest grabbed Lucy’s size 14 body like a butcher ready to slice up his calf, only to be halted by her half-hearted refusal to go all the way. 20 minutes later, debest was feasting on her size 38C breasts, his saliva dripping all over her now stiffened nipples its hard to guess if Lucy still sees this as part of her job or as some benefits of her job.
By this time she was curious to taste that “massive bulge” that had announced its presence all through the ride to the hotel; pulling down his black Armani shorts, she was hardly surprised at the sight of his “package”, wow, was all she could utter and Debest blocked any further utterances from her with his “gift of nature” ; offering no complaint whatsoever she devoured it like nothing she’d ever had, Debest’s loud moan seemed to be the signal for Lucy to intensify her consumption. Her extended stay with his “gift” had more to do with her unease with the thought of transferring the package from her buccal cavity to her other orifice down below. What if Andy finds out? I’ve only been dating him for a few weeks, we haven’t even done it yet, this will not go down well with him, she pondered through the conundrum as she continued her consumption.
Alas her hesitancy was overruled in one swift move by debest as he thrust it all the way to a rapt of pleasure, the decibel of the moan literally overwhelming the serene atmosphere the Hilton boasts of, unaware of any thing else around them, they only heard the loud bang on the door after debest had released ,
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 9:03pm On Sep 08, 2009
Debest has never felt this relaxed in a while, he decided to celebrate his new lease of life by visiting AER Club & Lounge with Tony. He spent the next hour ogling the lady in pink sexy dress, her curves almost popping out, she declined many all offers of a drink from the male punters, this provided Debest with his 1st challenge of the night, can i get her? i am he muttered in his usual cocky manner.
Waiter, I’ll have my usual and get the lady another of what she's having, he said before introducing himself with the kind of swagger that has come to define his personality.
Am Debest, oh yeah, Lucy answered nonchalantly good for you; and are you going to tell me what they call this wonder of nature? Debest asked. Am Lucy, she replied as she gave the waiter a facial appreciation; don’t tell me you are an actress? No? Model? No? Each no from debest preceded by a wry nod of the head by Lucy, ok i give up what is it? Debest conceded. I’ll have to kill you if i told you that one derest? Am sorry Debest, ; i have my private business she said hoping to ward off any future query from him.
And what do you do Debest? Lucy asked, I run an international shipping and logistics firm in Europe, debest answered arrogantly, and i intend to ship you to my Mediterranean lair someday Lucy; is that an offer? Lucy asked? Oh yeah love it is, Debest replied with that smile that says “I got her”. Just then Lucy asked to be excused as she needed the ladies, with the toilet door secured, she quickly checks the photo ID of Debest she had in her wallet to confirm she’s got her man, i got him; she quickly places the call to her boss and let’s him know she’s going to be bringing him in, only to be told that there had been a spate of kidnaps not unrelated to the case, as a result they would have to catch debest in the act with hard evidence. Can you go all the way with this Lucy? The chief asked, if you can’t just back out now; but Lucy had never had a chance to prove to her colleague and bosses that she’s more than just good looks and out to be judged by her achievements and not her assets.

She reappeared from the ladies with her hair now let down, her in her bag and a little left to the imagination in her dressing. She spent the next 5minutes after the phone call convincing herself that she is prepared to do anything and use any means to nail this job including “sleeping with the devil”. Debest thought he’d seen an angel when she reappeared, he was even left more baffled by the ease with which Lucy now flirted with him, they spent the next 4 hours dancing and cavorting , and running up a bill of $1800. They eventually left the club at 4am, tony long departed with his contigent of ladies had left debest and lucy; debest flags down a cab and without enquiring about Lucy’s destination, Hilton Long Island Hutington he said to a rather bemused cab taxi? At this time of the day? The heavily built man responded? Just fcking move on, Debest retorted. The 45mins ride into the morning gave Lucy the chance to think about what she’s about to get herself into,
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 8:48pm On Sep 08, 2009
Debest has never felt this relaxed in a while, he decided to celebrate his new lease of life by visiting AER Club & Lounge with Tony. He spent the next hour ogling the lady in pink sexy dress, her curves almost popping out, she declined many all offers of a drink from the male punters, this provided Debest with his 1st challenge of the night, can i get her? i am he muttered in his usual cocky manner.
Waiter, i'll have my usual and get the lady another of what she's having, he said before introducing himself with the kind of swagger that has come to define his personality.
Am Debest, oh yeah, Lucy answered nonchalantly good for you; and are you going to tell me what they call this wonder of nature? Debest asked. Am Lucy, she replied as she gave the waiter a facial appreciation; don’t tell me you are an actress? No? Model? No? Each no from debest preceded by a wry nod of the head by Lucy, ok i give up what is it? Debest conceded. I’ll have to kill you if i told you that one derest? Am sorry debest, ; i have my private business she said hoping to ward off any future query from him.
And what do you do debest? Lucy asked, I run an international shipping and logistics firm in Europe, debest answered arrogantly, and i intend to ship you to my Mediterranean lair someday Lucy; is that an offer? Lucy asked? Oh yeah love it is, debest replied with that smile that says “I got her”. Just then Lucy asked to be excused as she needed the ladies, with the toilet door secured, she quickly checks the photo ID os Debest she had in her wallet to confirm she’s got her man, i got him; she quickly places the call to her boss and let’s him know she’s going to be bringing him in, only to be told that there had been a spate of kidnaps not unrelated to the case, as a result they would have to catch debest in the act with hard evidence. Can you go all the way with this Lucy? The chief asked, if you can’t just back out now; but Lucy had never had a chance to prove to her colleague and bosses that she’s more than just good looks and out to be judged by her achievements and not her assets.
Forum GamesRe: ╚►Kiss! Bleep! Hug! Or Pass!◄╝ by debest1(m): 7:48pm On Sep 08, 2009
^^^^miss all day long
LiteratureRe: Let's Make A Story by debest1(m): 7:46pm On Sep 08, 2009
C'girl's plight appeared to go from bad to worse, just when she thought she'd seen the light at the end of the tunnel the whole episode explodes right in her face, this time with far reaching consequences. The snatching of her Laura from their family home was soon followed by Akin's departure to Europe. He had become her rock at the difficult time and with his calming influence was at least hoping for both his professional and emotiona help to see her through this latest ordeal. The threatening call from europe was nothing new to C'girl as Richard had already warned her on the need to back out of her agreement to cooperate with the cops, something she conveniently left out of her conversation with Akin.

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