Honey wasn't getting off lightly.

She was spared.

Max had the good sense to brief the Chinese not to kill her.

I took two Viagra pills and some Tramadol and downed a bottle of Jim Beam.

It was time to get revenge.

'Harder, Mister, harder.'

She deserved everything she got.

She was recruiting material.

She didn't miss a beat.

She actually improvised and created a few of her own.

I was in love with her big tits.

Her tight ass.

And her wet delicious pussy that just leaked lube all night long.

I wrote up a check for twenty grand, US, and told her to save her pussy for me.

Max said I handled the situation well.

'You are our best recruiter.'

I always say, Make America Great.

I know I was pandering to that great nation.

Even the American accent that Honey had, I had Trump to thank for.

This was one of those Kleenex moments as I got down on both knees and prayed for the USA.


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