" Here you go, " Susan said, gently pressing her hands on Achademsi's shoulders as he sat on the toilet.
She wiped his wet pants, slowly moving her fingers up his thighs, and he very much obliged her, until he just couldn't handle the arousal anymore, she made him feel things he had little control over, and like most men would react to the touch of a plumb, endowed woman, Achademsi's reaction was no different.
He grabbed Susan's hand suddenly, and from the way he looked at her, she knew what he wanted.
In less than a minute, he pressed his lips against hers and hugged her body to the wall, caressing as many parts of her as he could get his hands on, she didn't draw back, in fact she held on to him, and pressed her body to his even more.
Sunday hid behind one of the doors in the men's toilet, but he had a clear view from there, and watched silently as Achademsi's CC's probed Reuben, who was now wearing a disguise that hid his actual appearance pretty well. A fake moustache and a black wig that made him look like a jazz musician. The two men didn't seem to fall for his pretense and got even angrier as he continued denying ever walking in with any waitress, yet alone the waitress in question. " Look guys " he said forcing a laugh, " if this girl is as hot as you say she is, I don't see why anyone would deny being with her, at least i know i wouldn't " he said again laughing. At first they acted like they found what he had said amusing, and even laughed like he did, but these men didn't find his act amusing at all, and t
The crowd kept on filing into the restaurant, making it easier for Paul and his team to slidder amongst them, a few agents secured the perimeter, while some others went with Paul. Shola had been instructed to remain with the agents downstairs, but he somehow found a way inside the hotel with no one noticing, disguising himself as a waiter, that way he kept an eye on Fasting, Achademsi, and the agents who lingered in wait for the perfect moment to pounce on them. " I didn't come here just so i could eat lunch with you " Fasting said. " Oh come on old friend, when was the last time you had some fun, stretched your legs or took a break at the beach, huh ? " Sunday asked, " I say you deserve a well earned break " Sunday said, taking another drink out of his glass as he relaxed into his chair.  
" Sir, we're in position " a CSS agent dressed as a waiter answered through his mouth piece. " Down floors clear sir, " another one who waited at the park responded. " Maintain your position, " Paul answered " Fasting won't hesitate to open fire if he has even the slightest clue that we're here, stay alert " he said as he walked out through the kitchen door, rolling a trolley towards a table, where a man and his wife sat across from each other. " Your orders sir, madam " Paul said smiling, as he dropped their plates on the table, and retreated to the kitchen, " get the rifles ready, take the first clear shots you get " Paul ordered as he rolled the trolley away, " Copy that sir " They had planted sedatives in all the rifles, that way Fasting and his goons wouldn't know what hit them, they would avoid an open shoot out, and by the time they finally regained conciousness, they would already be locked in secure cells. It was a well thought out plan, with no hiccups, at
Expecting the bullets to fly any minute now, Reuben and Susan braced themselves, when all of a sudden Sunday started laughing, it started with a chuckle at first, but then it became louder, and soon attracted the attention of almost everyone seated within 15 feet of them, Susan and Reuben didn't know if that was part of Sunday's plan, but one thing they were almost sure of, was that having half the population of the restaurant focused on them would stop Fasting from shooting if he had the intention to do so, and suddenly Sunday's move made sense. " You should see your face " he said, pointing a finger at Fasting, whilsw trying to catch his breath. " Anything else sir ? " the waiter standing by Fasting suddenly asked. " You've had way too much vodka my friend " Sunday said, but the waiter sounde
Reuben hadn't stopped screaming when he felt his chord snap, it broke suddenly, leaving him falling half the height he had jumped, to a painful hard landing that would do no less damage to his body as if he were hit by a moving truck. However, luck was on his side, and he landed on the back of a truck carrying a bunch of cartons. " Urgh... urgh... urgh, " Reuben gasped, feeling his body with his hands to make sure he was still alive, he was, at least he could still count his fingers, everything felt normal, until he tried to sit up, and then heard his back snap, " owwww, oww, ow, ow, " he grimaced, and finally got down from the truck, holding on to his aching back. Sunday was right, the jump was crazy, but at least they got down before Fasting. Fasting ran out of the building suddenly, aiming the gun at anyone who came within inches of him as he headed for his car, but just as he tried to ignite the engine, he saw something flying with full force in the direction of
Reuben hadn't stopped screaming when he felt his chord snap, it broke suddenly, leaving him falling half the height he had jumped, to a painful hard landing that would do no less damage to his body as if he were hit by a moving truck. However, luck was on his side, and he landed on the back of a truck carrying a bunch of cartons. " Urgh... urgh... urgh, " Reuben gasped, feeling his body with his hands to make sure he was still alive, he was, at least he could still count his fingers, everything felt normal, until he tried to sit up, and then heard his back snap, " owwww, oww, ow, ow, " he grimaced, and finally got down from the truck, holding on to his aching back. Sunday was right, the jump was crazy, but at least they got down before Fasting. Fasting ran out of the building suddenly, aiming the gun at an
" Alice !! Alice !! " Sunday screamed back into the phone , " you son of a bitch, you monster, what did you do to her ! " Sunday cursed. " Easy, easy, " the voice said, " didn't your mother ever teach you not to use foul language ? my, my, " the voice taunted him, and then cracked into a sinister laugh again. " Listen here, you son of a bitch, if you hurt her, I will make your life a living hell, do you understand me ? " Sunday threatened. " Is that a challenge ? " the voice asked, appearing to enjoy how he made Sunday feel. " Sunday ? is everything okay ? " Paul asked, after seeing Sunday's reaction. " Is that Paul ? could you give him the phone for me ? " the voice asked, in a mocki
Bright lights shone against his eyes immediately he tried to open them, his hands could only block off so much of the blinding light that made him squint, and it took a few more seconds before they adjusted to it. But even though his eyes were open now, he still rubbed at them, doubtful of what stood before him. It looked like the center of a forest, there were tall trees all around, and he could hear the sounds of multiple birds flapping their wings high above the trees, at first he thought his mind played tricks on him, but the more he looked, the more real they appeared. The last thing Sunday remembered before he blacked out was the explosion, Paul lying unconscious in front of him, and a pair of boots, then a stretcher, then it all went dark. The bomb