by Red Snapper
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Dorena was pacing the floor in her office while she was trying her best to get in contact with Samerra. She hadn’t spoken with her since they had their discussion concerning Caramel Love. She was really getting worried that Samerra wasn’t going to continue their relationship, as she had done before. She was totally in love with her and she was sick with it. She knew that Samerra had the upper hand on her and she didn’t like being in such a vulnerable position. She sighed while she tried to reach her by cellphone and she didn’t get a response. She dropped the cellphone on the desk as she thought, “Where the fuck is she…why is she doing this to me? Doesn’t she realize that I love her…maybe that’s why she’s doing this to test me…yeah that’s it she’s testing me to see if I’ll just give up or something. Well if she thinks that, I’ll show her that I’m staying right here. I love her and I’ll have her if it the last thing I do. She belongs to me.”
Suddenly her cellphone began to ring. She immediately picked it up an observed the caller ID noticing it was Samerra. She sighed as she tried to get her composure and then she slowly answered the call.
“Hello”
“Hey…”
“Hey…”
“Where are you…I’ve been trying to reach you all night…I wanted to see you…”
Samerra sighed when she responded, “Look I was out with a couple of friends…is that okay with you?”
“What friends…ohhh…must be some of your political freaks from the job…their so important that you couldn’t answer your phone?”
“Look Dorena…what’s your problem…why are you always trying to run me like you’re my bitch or something?”
“Oh so we’re not in a relationship again huh…why do you constantly do this to me Samerra? Look…I don’t want to argue…I just wanted to see you so we could spend some quality time together…that’s all.”
“Damn Dorena…I’m just not interested in this relationship anymore…I really need to stop and think about me.”
“Think about you…that’s all you’ve been doing since the start of all this…thinking of you. I’m tired of you using me and then throwing me away with the fuckin’ garbage…I think you just scare…yeah you’re just scare to make a commitment.”
“What do you mean make a commitment…I have made a commitment…I’ve made a commitment to my career and what all comes with that…why can’t you just be happy for me? Look Dorena…I’ve got to go…I don’t need this shit.”
Wait a minute Samerra…hold up…don’t hang up…I’m Sorry… HEY…I SAID I’M SORRY!”
All she could now hear was the intonation of the dial tone while she slowly sat back down behind her desk. When she hung up the phone, the tears were running down her face like Niagara Falls while she thought, “Why…why…is she doing this to me? I’ll show her…I need to call Caramel…I know she can convince her to take me back…that’s it…I’ll call Caramel Love. She can talk some sense in her or I’ll make her pay for it.”
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Meanwhile across the Potomac, Samerra put the phone down on the nightstand next to the bed and then turned to face Dex while she whispered, “I told you…I just needed to take care of a small matter …nothing that couldn’t be handled over the telephone.”
Dex grinned while he replied, “Well Baby…you seemed to have handled that with extreme ease…but are you sure your girl is gonna be alright?”
Samerra sighed while she responded, “You know even if she doesn’t she’ll be fine because she doesn’t run this...I do.”
Dex just smiled while he took her by her diminutive waist, pulling her on top of him, ensuring she stayed under the royal blue satin sheets. She sat up slightly, taking his throbbing hard dick and sliding it deep into her wet and waiting punany. While she slowly rotated on his shaft with her sex, Mocha Cream strolled into the room and took her position, immediately stepping up on the bed and standing directly in front of him, ensuring her body was facing him directly. Now standing just above his chest, she bend down slightly so her large breasts hung down toward his lips. Of course, her bootylicious ass was now pressed on Samerra’s face so that she could lick her heart’s content. Samerra closed her eyes as she thought; “Now this is what I’m fuckin’ talkin’ bout…a thick ass dick and a little pussy too go along with it…now this is how you do it.”
Three Days Later…
14
The limousine carrying Caramel Love toward Congressman Whetstone’s private Congressional residence stopped just short of the front entrance of the exclusive villa. The driver immediately placed the gear in park, stepped out of the vehicle, quickly strolled around to the back door where she sat and then opened the car door. While she stepped out of the car, she sensed an uncanny vibe, which she tried to shake. She knew something was peculiar when she immediately noticed the two familiar Middle-Eastern goons that were outside his place before. She sighed heavily as she slowly commenced to stroll toward the entrance of the villa. She watched as the men who were wearing shades quickly recognized her while they stared back with serious facial expressions. One of them quickly took out his cell and made a call to someone inside. When she reached the front entrance, the Men just simply smiled as one of them immediately said, “Miss Love…welcome…you’re to go right in…”
She smiled slightly as the other goon immediately opened the door allowing her to enter the villa. While she walked pass them she overheard their whispers as they snickered about how big her ass was and how her shapely her legs were. She continued to stroll into the foyer, meeting with one of the maids, who quickly escorted her down the hall toward the private den where Whetstone and his Middle-Eastern friend we having a cocktail. The maid knocked on the door, made the announcement of her presence and then she motioned for her to enter the room. She smiled as she stepped pass her, entering the den. When she entered in Congressman Whetstone who quickly strolled up to her, kissing her on her left cheek, immediately greeted her.
“Darling…what a pleasant surprise, I’m so glad you could make it. Come over here…you remember my friend Ambassador Abdul Mujeeb Nassar, he’s a direct representative of…”
Before Congressman Whetstone could finish his statement, Ambassador Nassar immediately interrupted him, “Ahhh yes…my sweet and beautiful flower…welcome…welcome. Come…sit right here next to me my sweet.”
She sighed while she gazed at Congressman Whetstone who quickly motioned for her to sit next to Ambassador Nassar. Whetstone began to glare at her, which indicated that he wanted her to sit down next to him. Although she didn’t want, to she did and Ambassador Nassar took her by her left hand as he said, “It is indeed my pleasure to see you again…such a pretty sight for an old man’s eyes.”
Whetstone smiled as he responded, “I think I’ll have a drink…can I get you anything?”
Abdul scanned her exquisiteness while waiting for her to reply to Whetstone’s question. She just smiled at him when she answered, “I’ll just have my usual beverage Blue-eyed boy…but make it a double okay?”
Thom laughed as he swiftly replied, “What’s wrong my dear…are we having a bad day?”
She smiled again while she just played along with his little travesty, “No darling I had a damn good day…as a matter of fact, it was so damn good that I’m feeling kinda horny right about now.”
Thom smiled slightly while he responded to her assertion, “Uhh…honey…do you think that this is the right time for that…”
However, before he could finish his sentence, Caramel was already rubbing Abdul’s left thigh. He just smiled as he began to get aroused from the attention he was receiving. He sipped his cocktail and then immediately responded to her jester, “My…my dear flower…you are indeed a feisty one aren’t you?”
She grinned while she continued gazing deep into Abdul’s eyes for a brief second and then returned her focus back on Thom when she replied, “You know…you really feel tense…maybe I should give you a complete body massage…”
; With that, Thom quickly strolled over toward Caramel, grabbing her arm slightly but enough to let her know that she was out of line while he responded, “Baby you will have plenty of time to comfort the Ambassador but right now we have some business we must finish.”
Thom pulled her up toward him, bringing her face just inches from his as he spoke, “I think you need to go and freshen up a bit…”
She cooed as she slowly stepped back from him and then turned to make her way toward the bedroom. While she sauntered toward the bedroom, she heard Abdul whispering to Thom, “I really would like to take her…she seems to be as you say here in America…a good fuck…”
Thom gazed at him for a second and then let out a boisterous laugh which prompt Abdul to join him while she just continued to stroll down the hall into the bedroom as she thought, “I don’t know what’s gotten into me…I don’t want him…now Thom is upset and that dirty bastard wants me…what have I done?”
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Meanwhile in her Longworth House Congressional Office, Congresswoman Lucas was sitting at her hardwood mahogany desk, viewing the photos of Congressman Whetstone and his mysterious transvestite lover when Samerra entered the office. She glanced over toward the Congresswoman and swiftly noticed what she was doing when she thought, “What if she finds out the truth…what if she finds out that Caramel is my twin brother? I don’t want to do this but I’d better tell her before it gets out all over the streets.”
Samerra stepped slowly toward the direction of the Congresswoman’s desk, moving as if everything was in gradual motion. The scene was now playing out like a movie and the resonances in the atmosphere seemed to be muffled or the pitch of it seemed to echo uncontrollably. She continued to move in her chosen direction but it just felt to her like she was standing still or as if she was quiescent in time. She tried to keep her composure, trying not to begin weeping when she finally stepped in front of her desk. As soon as she was straight in front of her, everything returned to ordinary momentum while she fixed her mouth to utter her words.
“Congresswoman…may I please have a word with you?”
The Congresswoman continued to stare at the photos while she replied, “Yes Samerra…what is it?”
Samerra cleared her throat while she glanced down at a particular photo that illustrated her dear little brother deep in the performance of giving the Congressman Fellato. She instantaneously closed her eyes while she sighed and then commenced to speak.
“Congresswoman…there’s something that I must tell you about these photos that you have on Congressman Whetstone.”
Puzzled, the Congresswoman immediately raised her head while she frowned, “What’s wrong…please don’t tell me that these photos are not authentic?”
Samerra sighed as she attempted to explain, “Uhh no Ma’am they’re real photos, but there’s some information that you must know about the She-male in the pictures.”
Congresswoman Lucas’s face lit up as she responded, “Who’s the she-male…is it someone famous or important?”
Samerra sighed while she responded, “Well Ma’am…they’re not important to the world, but this person is someone important to me.”
The Congresswoman stood as she responded, “What…what the hell are you saying…have you slept with this person Samerra?”
“No Congresswoman…it’s nothing like that…”
“Then what is it girl…spit it out?”
Samerra did everything she could to prevent herself from passing out as she gazed into the Congresswoman’s eyes and confessed, “The she-male in the photos…is…is…my twin brother. HE’S MY TWIN BROTHER!”
All Congresswoman Lucas could do was to sit herself back down in her chair. She gazed at Samerra flabbergasted when she asked her the question, “Your Brother is a she-male that works for an escort service?”
Samerra sighed, dropping her head while she responded, “Yes Ma’am…I swear I didn’t know about this until we received these photos…I was totally devastated after seeing him in the photos…having totally filthy intercourse with Whetstone…”
Congresswoman Lucas stood up again before her, gazing deep into Samerra’s eyes while she responded, “You didn’t know nothing about this Samerra…all this time I had you under my wing, grooming you to someday become a political cogency of your own and you have a skeleton in your closet such as this one and you didn’t tell me?”
Samerra’s eyes commenced to water while she tried to calm the Congresswoman down, “Ma’am I swear to you…I didn’t know that he was working there until last night…Ma’am you’ve got to believe me…I didn’t have a clue about this whole…”
The Congresswoman immediately turned her back toward her while she shouted, “Wait a minute…isn’t this that same escort service that your college roommate is running?”
Samerra sighed while she responded, “Yes but Ma’am…”
Congresswoman Lucas pointed toward the door while she shouted, “Get out of my office Samerra…out of my office right now…”
“Please Congresswoman…listen to me…I swear…I…”
She turned to face her when she responded, “If you don’t get your lying ass out of my office at once…I swear to you I’ll call security and have you thrown out!”
Samerra stood there sobbing, “Ma’am I can’t leave…please don’t make me go.”
Lucas immediately picked up her phone and dialed security. When Samerra saw that she meant business, she slowly began to back away from her desk while she spoke, “Ma’am…why are you doing this to me…after all I’ve done for you…you’d turn your back on me because of this? Why can’t you give me a chance to fix this?”
Before the Congresswoman could answer, two security officers came busting into her office and quickly grabbed Samerra by her arms. Samerra became belligerent, fighting the security guards and shouting out toward the Congresswoman, “You inconsiderate bitch…I can’t believe you would do this to me of all people…I had your back…I had your fuckin’ back all this time and you push me under the bus like this?”
The security guards waited for her command as she nodded her head for them to take her out of her office. While she continued to scream, the guards drug Samerra out of the office, down the hall and then finally out of the building. The rest of the staff were now standing in the hall gazing at the Congresswoman while she slowly glanced around the entire room and then she shouted, “What are you doing…get back to work!”
Hurriedly everyone scurried back toward his or her places while the Congresswoman slowly strolled back into her office. Shutting the door behind her, she quickly strolled over toward her bar, poured herself a shot of Hennessey and gulped it down as quickly as she could. Suddenly out of nowhere came a downpour of tears that erupted like a passing thundershower on a midsummer’s day. She always made certain that everyone would only see her resilient political game face, but deep down in her soul Lauren Lucas was a woman with true emotions. She felt extremely wretched about the news, but she had to remove herself from the knowledge about the identity of the she-male and her personal emotions for her administrative assistant. After all, it’s just politics and it’s an obnoxious game to play. But, to survive in this political fairground…you have to be a beast and Lauren Lucas was definitely one who knows how to play. She’s a huge political force to reckon with, taking no prisoners. It’s the only way to endure in this game so losing a loyal admin assistant such as Samerra was excruciating, but she’ll get over it. She had too.
Samerra was now outside in her car trying to come to grips with what just transpired in Congresswoman Lucas’s office. She knew at that point that any chance of her having any kind of a political career just vanished before her eyes, “All because of him,” she thought as she started the car engine and put the car in gear. “All because of your sick demented ass CARAMEL LOVE, I just lost everything…everything that I worked for and for what…so you can get a fuckin’ transplant? I need to find you…I need to let you know what you’ve done to me bec
ause this is bullshit…complete bull shit and you’re gonna pay for this!”
15
Later that evening, Caramel Love was still at Congressman Whetstone’s private villa, enjoying a Jacuzzi bath, soaking with her eyes closed while the sounds of smooth jazz was playing calmly in the background. She knew that Thom was still distraught with her about her earlier behaviors, so she decided to just wait for him to come and discuss it with her in due time. The sound of the music was so soothing that she didn’t realize that three unknown assailants had slowly crept into the bathing area where she soaked. She was really feeling relaxed while she just laid there in her comfort zone, thinking about Thom’s involvement with Ambassador Nassar.
Suddenly, she felt as if someone was standing over her, which caused her to immediately open her eyes. When she did open them, she noticed that no one was standing there. Feeling anxious, she instantly sat up, examining her surroundings in the room while she felt herself becoming edgy. She hurriedly called out for the Congressman, “Honey…is you in here?”
Silence prevailed which made the situation seem more frightening while she now stood to her feet, wrapping herself with a towel while she stepped out of the pool. She slowly commenced to stroll toward the entrance door while she continued to speak out hoping that Thom would answer her.
“Look here Thom…I know you’re upset with me, but baby…you don’t have to play these silly games with me…let’s just talk about this okay…Hon…”
Still there was no response, which made her even more anxious. While she continued to wander toward the middle of the room, the lights suddenly begin to flick for a few seconds and then they just went completely out. She flinched slightly as she immediately realized that darkness now prevailed. She was completely nervous as she tried to make it toward the door without tripping over any of the furniture that was in the room. After a few seconds of ambling toward the door, as she tried to reach for the doorknob, suddenly she felt herself being forced down toward the floor. One of the unknown assailants grabbed her by her arms and wrestled her down to the floor. She tried extremely hard to break their stronghold as she struggled with them, but their strength was just too much. She screamed slightly while she tried to break loose from the aggressor’s clutches.