Business travel or sexing trip at the Congo ?
Seven months later, Marion was with me when I received the Director’s email asking me to join him in his office. If I agreed, it was necessary to work out the terms of my trip to the Congo. There were plans to cultivate and harvest medicinal plants. Mr. N’Doumbé wanted at all costs that a secretary accompany the responsible pharmacist and that it be me. The mission should last about two months. – Youpiieeee… the Dirlo asks me if I want to go to Congo, you know N’Doumbé, the black pharmacist with the huge cock. – Ah yes, the one who fucked you in the airlock a year ago. Damn yes when you showed me the film that Boulier had shot, I was impressed, he has a hell of a phallus. – Yes, well he …