then she smiled fleshly and with a hint she stared at me lower than her belt. How even? Why not?

- How many? - I did not hesitate for a minute.

- Five shillings! The maid readily replied. - This is if fast. Ten - for the whole night. I can do everything, you will not regret it. And your friend, too, - that's clever, she obviously will do without competitors.

- Come on. Check the money here ...

Then, looking at the rhythmically working curly head of the maid, I thought that everything was not so bad at the turn of the century. Wow ... and a skilled worker, however, although not, rather an enthusiast. Lizzy would probably be better off. But that school of Paris ... But how good-bad ... Very so good ...

“Are you satisfied, Herr Orloff?” - The girl dabbed her mouth with a lace handkerchief and stared at me like an exemplary schoolgirl at the teacher, waiting for praise.

- Satisfied. “I took some more coins from my wallet and moved it to the maid,” was a bonus. What is your name, baby?

“Louise,” the girl deftly bit her coin, hid the coins behind the corsage, and sat down in a cubicle, “Louise Maria, Herr Orloff.”

“I'll be late tonight, but wait for me.” Do you understand? And yet, you will come in half an hour, my friend will just wake up. Here's the money, lying on the table. Clear?

“As you say, Herr Orloff.” - The maid deftly served me breakfast and, once more, sat down, almost skipping happily jumped out of the room.

- And life is getting better, Mr. Herr Zheka. - I said to myself. And, waking up Zhora and sending him to take water treatments, he chose a croissant more beautifully and with a crunch he dug into it. I'll wait for Jora and we go - great things are waiting for us.

But we did not leave right away. Zhora drank coffee, then arrived Louise. loudly knocking heels and, kneeling, deftly moving her head. And I, still aroused, lifted her dress and, so admiring the lack of underwear, deftly stuck in a beautiful hot pussy of a beautiful mulatto. I finished too in her mouth. Louise was even more satisfied with us - she had not received orgasms for a long time, and then immediately two times in a row. And the money immediately! Life is getting better! Morning for us and Zhora began just fine!

Having learned from this English spy that a regiment or even a brigade of dragoons was going to Bloemfontein, we set up an ambush for them. The Boers, after all, do not recognize the commanders, each of them considers himself the most intelligent and best commander. Therefore, we decided not to attract them - we can handle it ourselves, the Cossack discipline is much higher. So three machine guns along a narrow defile and ten sniper rifles staged a dragoon just a slaughterhouse. From two regiments in this fire bag there were about one hundred forty wounded, whom we sent back. I explained to the Cossacks why - every person injured is also an economic and psychological damage to British troops. The injured person needs to be treated, money is spent on medications, then he pays his pension and is sent to the metropolis, plus the appearance of the wounded affects the psychology of other soldiers in khaki. Therefore, I insisted on injuring them, not killing them. For the Cossacks with these excellent rifles, and even with optics - just shooting at the shooting range!

The trophies were huge, five wagons with weapons, two vans with doctors and excellent medicines, one with fine English shoes - good shoes for a soldier are the first thing.We divided the money from checks for weapons equally, and the huge bag with the regimental box office Zhora hid it very cleverly in our van - the pounds sterling would greatly help us to get to Europe. Well, at night we “relaxed” with him again - our nerves were burned in a fight very cool!

Louise was just gorgeous, receiving three pounds from us at once with a picture of this overdressed English queen! Especially she was baldela when I finished her ass, and Zhora - in her skillful mouth. So the trends of feminist debauchery came here too, which were very much appreciated with a friend. And Louise was glad no less! Moreover, by making us a blowjob in the morning, she also received a prize from орыory - from a colony with the brigade's cash desk. What a happy little face she had!

Well, after a couple of days, immediately after the morning blowjob from the very satisfied "premiums" of Louise, we stopped at the bank. Then, having received the Republic passports and another new checkbook from Stromberg, we went to the port. True, ten diamonds remained with the senior clerk on the table - he deserved, albeit a scoundrel! He was just happy - and he remained alive and with such a profit. George was just great - he never burned bridges behind him, you never know what will happen in life. But here he cut off the “tails” for us simply mercilessly - an enormous opera experience! Yes, and we were delighted - and they themselves are alive and with wonderful numbers on our accounts in three banks. So that here, in this world, you can also live! And, as the unforgettable George Vitsin used to say at one time, to live well! And even we can live better, we are rich now!

Now we will ask for the sweet hands of our brides from their parents!