Yulia pushed herself towards him, opened her legs wide, closed her eyes and groaned.Closure …
He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back against the seat. However, it is not the size of her home that is uppermost in Anatol’s mind as she took his hand and guided him out of the living room and into her bedroom. “So, we will not need those awful Russians anymore Anatol, is that it?”
“Y … Yes …” As her fingertips fluttered over his groin he had lost complete control of anything that came out of his mouth. “No. “Thank you. Maybe another time.” ‘
“So, you have busy day tomorrow?” Yulia asked, before adding coyly. But even now, as she picked up the two Latte’s, Yulia was thinking about the way he had laid the bamboo cane across her bare bottom. “You mean you’re like a spy or something, that is so cool! “I don’t think you’re a bad girl at all, Yulia.” But even as he says this Anatol can feel his heart thumping in his chest. But I must warn you about something.”
“What’s that?” He managed to say with some difficulty through the dryness of his throat.
