The Manchurian Candidate

eyusuf

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Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious, accept where intended. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely co-incidental. The wording of this disclaimer varies amongst jurisdictions and countries as does it's legal effectiveness.


Wendy Dicks sat on his lap in the passenger seat of the navy blue Opel Kadett. She was growing frustrated at the apparent lack of any noticeable response to her experienced ministrations. The car was parked in a busy parking lot, about 200 metres off the national route to the economic hub of Johannesburg, but in a relatively secluded corner where the couple could enjoy some privacy. The dark shadows cast by the halogen lamps in the parking lot danced across her well groomed almost doll-like blonde hair. They played little mustache tricks on her face, playing over her mischievous grin.

Naturally by now she had expected to be rewarded with a healthy response with a natural boner, certainly given all the effort expanded. She had at least two other boyfriends, and was rather baffled at the apparent lack of response, of any significance, at least.

Yusuf and Wendy had been flirting for some weeks when her granny had apparently taken ill and needed her to spend some time with her in Pretoria. Given his routine commute to the city it seemed the perfect opportunity for a tryst.
 
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