Larry the Billionaire Episode 35 Charring Charlie & his Cohorts

                Larry is hanging out on San Marco Island near his home in Naples, Florida enjoying the sun.  The calendar has just turned to November but Florida being Florida, it is 77 degrees outside.  Larry spends a lot of time on the beach.  He is living, what he always calls, the real American dream.  That consisted of making money while not doing anything.  His father was one of the pioneers of LASIK, which led to a very comfortable childhood with constant trips.  His father often told him that being a doctor isn’t all it’s cracked up to be because when he’s on vacation, money isn’t being generated.  He has to actually be in the office doing surgery to help his bank account.  It was this life lesson that Larry understood it was preferable to be in a position where income comes whether or not you’re at work.  It takes a lot of hard work to get to that point but now that Larry has arrived, he enjoyed his billions and let his money flow in. 

                While on the beach, he overheard two people talking about the Democrat house members that were meeting on whether to have an impeachment hearing for President Trump.  The previous three times this has happened, it was a public hearing and both parties were allowed to ask questions and be present.  In this one, however, the Democrats excluded the Republicans.  There was a blond girl talking to a man.  The blond was 5’6” with straight long hair and a sporty build with large breasts and bottom.  Larry , like most men, sized her up and came to a rating.  He would use ‘cute’ to describe her as opposed to ‘hot.’  Larry was a bachelor as he mistrusted people and the thought of trusting someone enough to be his wife seemed ridiculous to him.  Every now and then, he would get the urge to be with someone and as the professional vocation wasn’t something he enjoyed, he sought to corrupt women that don’t do it for a living; understanding that the price tag was much higher. 

                The man with the woman uttered, “The House didn’t vote to impeach him, it was just an inquiry.”

                The blond responded, “Yea, but what does that even mean?”

                Larry inserted himself, “It is an impeachment but they just can’t call it that.”

                “Why though?” asked the blond

                “With the polarization of the country and 94% of Republicans supporting Donald Trump, Democrats in red districts or states are hesitant to vote for impeachment.  This way, they can still say they want to impeach the president but virtue signal the Republicans that it wasn’t an impeachment it was just to get more information.  Therefore, it’s not as serious.  They know, however, the media will take it as an impeachment.”

                “I don’t think that’ll work.  They keep using the word and they voted.  The vote passed; people will think he was impeached.”

                “I told you what they were thinking. I never said it was a good plan or that they were correct.”

                “I guess we’ll find out during the election.”

                The man had brown skin and had a slim frame with ripped muscles standing at about 5’9.”  Larry was 6’0” tall and 215 pounds with a husky to fat build.  He put out his hand and stated, “Do you like this politics shit?”

                Larry responded, “Yes, I do.”

                “Good, because she drives me crazy with it.  Who really cares about who the president is? It doesn’t really affect our lives much.”

                “I would have said that was true up until now.  There is a clear distinction between the new Republican and Democrat party and Democrats are in the vengeance business.  I don’t think we’ll be unaffected if a Democrat wins in 2020.”

                “Like I said, I disagree but I’m going to go for a swim while she gets it out of her system.”

                With that, the man got up and ran into the water.  Larry turned to the blond and extended his hand, “I’m Larry”

                “Mirjana” she announced as she shook his hand

                “Is that your boyfriend?”

                “Husband”

                “Nice”

                “Yea, I’ve been driving him crazy with all this Ukraine stuff.”

                “If you don’t mind me saying, you kind of look Ukrainian, are you?”

                “No, right area though.  I’m Croatian.”

                “Oh, nice.  Ca ko Stai?”

                “I actually don’t speak Croatian.  I know you asked me how I am but that’s pretty much as far as I get so; good and you?”

                Larry smiled, “I just know that and thank you.”

                “Alright then”

                “Well, the Ukraine whistle blower thing is actually part of a larger plot.”

                Mirjana gave him an incredulous look, “Are you going to get conspiratorial on me now Larry?”

                “No, I will present you with facts.  Like any facts, you can cry ‘circumstantial’ but all cases are built on circumstantial evidence.  Eventually, you have so much circumstantial evidence that you no longer believe that it can all be coincidence and start to believe it.”

                “Sounds like a daunting task but I’m willing to listen.  Where does this story begin?”

                “Well, we know now that the whistleblower works for the NSC.  It is probably a man named Eric Ciaramella.  Now, he’s just a low level guy at the NSC so goes about his job and he wants you to believe that a White House insider was so concerned with the phone call that he confided in him and he just had to tell the world out of civic duty.”

                “NSC?”

                “National Security Counsel”

                “Okay”

                “Now that the transcript has been released, we know that everything Ciaramella claimed was a lie.  He may be able to hide that he wasn’t actually on the phone call but then why did we listen to him anyway?  Hearsay isn’t admissible in court for a reason.”

                “I’m guessing that’s not where this story ends.” she commented with a smile showing her skepticism. 

                Larry noticed how her smile brightened her face and was the type of disarming smile that men found impossible to resist or stay angry at.  This is good because sometimes he gets heated when talking about politics.  “No, that is merely the end, at least I hope, of the story.  The beginning goes all the way back to when they opened the Russian collusion hoax against Donald Trump on July 30, 2016.”

                “You know Russia and Ukraine are different countries right?”

                “Yes, though if you spend time in Kiev and east of Kiev, you wouldn’t realize that.”

                “Alright, I didn’t know that.”

                “Anyway, back then the lead FBI investigator, Peter Strzok was texting his mistress Lisa Page and his boss Andy McCarthy.  Page also works for the FBI as a lawyer.”

                “Alright”

                “Strzok texts the group as they discuss developing sources inside the white house.  He asks repeatedly if they should send ‘Charli back’ because they need a CI guy or ‘Katie’s husband’”

                “Ah the FBI is speaking code.”

                “Not really, it’s not hard to figure out that there is only one Katie that worked on their team and her husband is Josh Pitcock, who was Mike Pence’s chief of staff.  That one was easy.  What wasn’t so easy is who Charlie was especially because it didn’t even necessarily mean that his name was Charles.”

                “Again, code word.”

                “Or just a nickname like ‘Katie’s husband.’  Anyway, Page responds that she’s not sure if they should be sending the same guy in so quickly.  That means they’ve been at this before.  No decision is actually made to determine who they are going to send.  What the texts do indicate though is that the FBI was spying on the Trump White House.  What I originally thought was by a counter-intelligence guy because the texts say ‘CI.’  Now, I think it’s more likely that it means ‘confidential informant.”

                “I think ‘confidential informant is usually what ‘CI’ stands for.”

                “Usually, but not always.”

                “I’m from New York. We use abbreviations all the time.  I’ve never heard ‘CI’ to mean counter-intelligence.’

                “Do you know many people in federal law enforcement?”

                Mirjana took a deep breath and gave a look showing she was conceding the point, “No, I don’t, anyway why is that important?”

                “What did I tell you the name of the whistleblower was?”

                “Eric….something Italian”

                “CHAR-mella” emphasizing the first part even though it’s pronounced, “char-MEL-la”

                “I’m not following you”

                “CHAR-mella or CHAR-li”

                Mirjana nodded with a dubious grin, “Ah, that’s why you were saying it might be a nickname.  I guess I can give you that.  It makes sense.”

                “If true, now we know that Eric was involved in both hoaxes; Russian collusion and Ukraine.”

                “So he just hated Trump”

                “Right”

                “Kind of flimsy, Larry.”

                “Only if I was done.”

                “Fair enough.”

                “As we have this theory, we can look into what our buddy Eric, this noble man who is taking on the president (sarcasm was used for this part) was doing around this time.”

                “You mean besides going to the White House to spy on the president?” Mijana was equally sarcastic

                “Right, but in what capacity?”

                “I guess that’s the million dollar question”

                There was obvious skepticism in Mirjana’s voice but Larry was undeterred, “We found a memo that he wrote to the FBI and DOJ where he made the assertion that Putin told Trump to fire Comey.”

                The sarcasm and doubting tone was gone when she fired back, “Wait what?  Now you actually got some substance.”

                “I didn’t even answer your question about what he was doing at the White House”

                “Wait, you know?”

                “Yes, good old Eric was in the White House and invited Alexandra Chalupa to the White House several times to discuss the Trump Russian hoax.  They are friends.”

                “Am I supposed to know that name?”

                “She was a DNC member that went to the Ukrainian consulate to arrange a meeting with Ukrainian President Porochenko of Ukraine. Afterward, Chalupa flew to Ukraine to meet with the Ukrainian president. It was this meeting where she gathered dirt on Paul Manfort and was given the ‘black ledger’ that highlighted his dirty dealings over there.  It led to his being indicted and charged on eight counts of fraud for things unrelated to Donald Trump.  The media, however, failed to mention that so constantly reminded everyone that he was Trump’s campaign manager.  He didn’t have the job long and, again, nothing he was convicted for had anything to do with the President yet they took down Manafort to hurt President Trump.  We found out later that black ledger wasn’t even real.”

                “That is why Eric could also be the whistleblower because he has a connection to the Ukrainian President.”

                “No, this is 2016.  Ukraine has a new president now named Zelensky.  That’s why Trump was calling him; to congratulate him on becoming the new president and looking to see how the relationship with the United States would go now that there was a new leader in Ukraine.”

                “Sounds like standard business procedure as the president I would think.”

                “Remember that when people keep trying to convince you that it was scandalous and impeachable.  Also, realize that President Trump released the transcript so you can read it yourself and decide.” 

                “You’re not seeming too crazy now.  This guy was at the White House and invited someone that was flying back and forth to Ukraine to attack Donald Trump.  He worked for the NSC, which we know the whistleblower does.  Yea, I’m thinking you have a point.”

                “Right now there is an FEC violation against the DNC for what Chalupa did in colluding with Ukrainians to take down Manafort and Trump.”

                “That is precisely what they’re accusing Trump of”

                “Oh yes, you’ll find that every time Democrats get caught in their shady dealings, they project it on the Republicans and pretend that the Republicans are guilty of what the Democrats actually did.  It’s the ultimate, ‘I know you are but what am I’ defense.  It didn’t work on me in grade school and it doesn’t now.  Unfortunately, it still works on adults as people love citing anonymous sources and then claiming that their anonymous sources are impeccable and we’re supposed to believe their credibility even though we don’t know who it is.”

                “To be fair, with all this time working in the White House, he could know people there.  It is possible he really did know someone in the White House who gave him the information about Trump’s phone call.”

                “Point stipulated but we have the transcript so we know he was misinformed.  Now, let us know who lied to you?”

                “Right, yea, I would be pretty pissed if I put myself out there and found out my source lied but I still don’t think I’d give them up.”

                “Would you admit that you had bad information?”

                “Yes”

                “That’s all I’m asking too.”

                “Well, he did authenticate the transcript so he didn’t keep the lie going.”

                “He also didn’t take it back.  You can’t credit someone because he didn’t lie repeatedly; just once.”
                Mirjana laughed, “Yea, that’s true.”

                “One more thing about Eric and Ukraine.”

                “I love how you’re on a first name basis”

                “Fine, Charlie Ciaramella”  Mirjana burst out laughing and Larry smiled, “There is a Ukrainian billionaire named Viktor Pinchuk.  He donated 25 Million dollars to Hillary Clinton.  He was in the news because he also gave $25,000 to the trump campaign.”

                “Those are very differing amounts.”

                “Right, and it could be innocent.  Everyone thought Hillary would win so if you want influence you give more to her.  If, however, you’re wrong throw a bone to the other side just in case.”

                “Based on those two amounts that seems exactly what happened but still, that’s a lot of money to be donating if it’s just to curry favor with the new president.”

                “Anyway, Pinchuk is probably not innocent since he invited known Trump-hater Olga Bielkova to a dinner with David Kramer of the McCain institute. “

                “Like John McCain?”

                “Yes, and Bielkova is part of the Ukrainian Parliament.  Now Kramer would go on to deliver the now discredited Steele Dossier to the DOJ on behalf of John McCain.  It is then the FBI takes it seriously since it came from a Republican.  It, however, was given to Kramer by Christopher Steele so it didn’t corroborate anything.  Everything traced back to the same source.”

                “Looks like he gave 25 grand to someone he hated.”

                “You know who else he invited to this dinner?”

                “Who?”

                “Eric Ciaramella.  You need to ask yourself how this low level NSC member keeps showing up in these high places whenever scandalous information against Trump and the Democrats occur.”

                “This is actually very fascinating.  My husband is making his way back here yet there’s so much more I want to talk about.”

                “Well, take down my number.  Call me whenever you want.  That is, if you’re husband doesn’t mind.”

                “Well, I’m in a bikini and he left us alone to talk so I think he’ll be fine with a phone conversation.”  As she pulls out her phone.

                Larry gives her his number and rejoins “Yes, he trusts you.”

                “Or, he can just tell that you’re not a threat.”

                “Oh, if he thinks that then he’s wrong.”

                “Why’s that?”

                “Like Viktor Pinchuk, I too am a billionaire.  I don’t want to blow up your marriage and I don’t give straight cash but if you ever find that you or your husband desire something but the price tag is very high.  I’d be willing to purchase that item for one night with you.”

                Mirjana’s eyes got wide but she glanced at her husband emerging from the water so hid the disgust she was feeling.  She sternly declared, “We are fine.  I’m glad I have your number now because seeing you may be a bad idea.”

                “It was nice speaking to you.  Call me any time if you want to discuss politics.”

                “Just politics”

                “If that is what you prefer?”

                “it is” 

                They shook hands and Larry turned to Mirjana’s husband, “Just in time, we just wrapped up our conversation and I’m sweating like a mother.  I need to hop in myself.”

                “Water is warm and feels great.”

                “I don’t doubt it”

                With that, Larry got up and headed toward the water and quickly dove under to force his body to transition from the warm Florida sun to the cooler gulf water.  As Mirjana watched him go, the offer rattled inside her head.  She knew he heard him say ‘billionaire’ not ‘millionaire.’  If that were true, then why wasn’t he swimming on some private island in the Gulf of Mexico instead of a public beach?  Her husband asked mockingly, “Did you get it out of your system?”

                “Yea, we actually had a very nice discussion.  I learned a lot.”

                “Good, do me a favor and don’t tell me about it because I don’t care.”

                “I know honey.” Mirjana then kissed her husband and he kissed back

                “Damn, maybe we should talk about politics if it gets you so horny.”

                Mirjana rolled her eyes.  Her day at the beach continued on and although Larry’s lawn chair was near them, they didn’t acknowledge each other again as he went back and forth between the water and his chair.   Mirjana, on the other hand, was replaying their conversation; especially the last part.  She wanted to hate him but there was a certain level of intrigue there.  That night, she passionately made love to her husband.  She had a variety of reasons for doing it; some more sincere than others.  In the end, she didn’t do everything she intended to with the gesture.

                A couple weeks later, Larry’s phone rang from a number he didn’t recognize.  He answered it with “Hello?”

                “Hey Larry, I don’t know if you remember me.  We met on a beach on San Marco Island…”

                “Mirjana, of course I remember you.”

                This made Mirjana feel better as she wasn’t just one of many girls he made the offer to that day.  It had been weeks but he still remembered her name.  It was either that she was special or he was just really good with names and voices.  She preferred the former, “Your offer was extremely inappropriate.”

                “Only one was.  The offer to talk politics was not.   As for the other one, I asked, you said ‘no’ it’s over.”
                “Well, ummm,  my husband is going to be gone next week at a work event.  I was actually wondering about the other offer.”

                “It still stands.  Would you want me to come to New York?”

                “No.  I can’t do it where I live.  You said a high ticket item right?”

                “I did.”

                “Well, I want the high ticket item and a flight to Florida.  We’ll do it there since I don’t know anyone there.”

                “That makes sense.  I’ll book you a flight and a hotel.  Is that all you wanted?”

                “Absolutely not, those things are cheap and I can obviously afford that since that’s how we met” she snapped with annoyance in her voice.   “That is in addition to the high ticket item.”

                “My mistake, I apologize.  Please, what is it that you desire?”

                “I’ve thought a lot about this.  I want you to know that I took a picture of you on the beach so I have your face.  I also have a description of what you offered in my house.  It’s just me and my husband and, like I said, he’s gone for the week so I’m going to leave it at my house.  If I don’t make it back, then he’s going to know that you hurt me and he will contact the authorities.”

                “We just need to hope he doesn’t come back from the work trip early.”

                “Trust me, he won’t”

                “That’s your problem not mine.  I know that my intentions are to carry out the nature of our deal then put you on a plane back to your life never to hear from you again.”

                “Yea, that’s what I prefer too.  After this, there are no more conversations.”

                “I understand.  So, the last unpleasanty is you need to get tested for STDs as will I.  Only when I confirm you’re clean will we do this.”

                “That’s fine.”

                “Okay, so now that the ugly stuff is out of the way, are you going to tell me what you want?”

                “Right, so, I was thinking that I don’t want it to be anything that my husband will feel emasculated by.  Like, if you bought a house then he may feel he was inadequate to provide for us thus I had to go looking elsewhere for things that we should have taken care of together.  I decided it had to be something excessive.  An item that is so expensive yet so unnecessary that we couldn’t possibly justify spending so much on something so superficial.”

                “Excellent logic.  I really hope you don’t tease me and keep me in suspense like this during our arrangement.”

                “Fine, get to the point right?  My husband is always saying that” she rolled her eyes as she said that, “we went to the China US Skyclub in New York and we had to take our shoes off and use bootys because they have this really nice silk carpets.  I found someone to install them in my house.  I’m not going to put them in every room but rooms I use the most that I don’t eat in, I want to have silk carpets.  That’s what I want.”

                “Deal”

                “I didn’t tell you the price yet.”

                “I’m not sure it’ll matter.”

                Mirjana told him and she could hear the shrug of his shoulders in his voice, “Okay, just give the information to my secretary.  This is her number, she’ll make the arrangements.  If you renege on the deal, we’ll cancel the appointment.”

                “What if you back out?”

                “I could put the money in escrow to make you feel better but there really is no buffer to lying.  If I back out then I have to suffer the penalty of their time, which may or may cost money plus I did have to pay for you to fly to Florida and be housed so I am out some money.  You, on the other hand, are just out a Florida vacation alone while your husband is away.”

                “You forgot my dignity.”

                “Nobody can take that away from you without your permission.”

                “I’ll call your secretary.”

                “Let her know the dates you’re going to be here too.”

                “Yes, I will.  See you soon.”

                “See you soon.”

                Mirjana arranged everything through Larry’s secretary and then got herself tested by a doctor Larry paid for so it wouldn’t show up on a report her husband could see.  The secretary also e-mailed a copy of Larry’s test and Mirjana put that with the note.  She didn’t leave the note in the open but hid it amongst her things that could be found if someone were missing her but, otherwise, wouldn’t touch.  The silk carpet people came to her house to take measurements and give an estimate.  The next day, Mirjana flew to Florida and Larry sent a driver to pick her up.  She headed to her hotel and Larry was waiting there in his boxers.  

                Mirjana didn’t pack much as she was flying back the next day.  She jumped when she saw Larry but calmed quickly, “Well, you certainly know how to make an impression.”

                “That is why you’re here right?”

                “It is but I’m not just coming down here, spreading my legs and then you go off on your merry way.  You need to remember you made two offers.  I still want the political conversation.”

                “What’s on your mind?”

                “Well, now we have a new whistleblower”

                “Colonol Vindman.”

                “Yes, so Adam Schiff claims that he says that Trump threatened the Ukrainians”

                “I guess you didn’t take my advice to read the transcript yourself.  It’s public knowledge now.”

                Mirjana’s eyes darted up as he her head shook back and forth realizing she just trapped herself, “No, I haven’t but that’s not the point.”            

                “It is the point because if you had then you would know Vindman is also lying.  You know this not because I said so but because you read the transcript for yourself.”

                “Fair point but Schiff claims….”

                “Schiff is a lying slime bag.  You can’t believe anything he says.”

                “Vindman was a colonel in the army; he’s not some deep state career government official.”

                “So what?  Thank you for your service.  I mean that but that doesn’t give you the right to lie about the president of the United States in an effort to help the house impeach him.”

                “Schiff just supports the military and doesn’t think they should be criticized”

                “That’s laughable.  This is the same asshole that said, ‘Flynn has impeached his own credibility so he needs to produce documentation to corroborate his claims.’  Flynn is a general in the United States army.  Why didn’t he get a pass?  Why do we question his integrity but we can’t question Colonel Vindman’s?  Oh, wait, I know, because Vindman is trying to attack someone Schiff doesn’t like and Flynn supports the Commander and Chief of the armed forces.”

                “Wow, you really don’t like Adam Schiff.”

                “No, I don’t nor do I respect anyone that will claim people get a pass.  Nobody is above the law and lying is never okay.  Especially when your lies have dire implications like the impeachment of a duly elected president of the United States.  You can respect a man’s service to the country but still attack their actions and their words.  They are not mutually exclusive.”

                “I agree you can’t trust anyone fully.  You can question the veracity of what anyone is saying.  Vindman, however, has a right to be concerned”

                “Who said he didn’t?  I’m merely saying that Vindman’s concern isn’t a crime.  Everything that concerns the Colonel is not illegal behavior.  His testimony has already leaked anyway.  He admits that the transcript was accurate.  Vindman tried to save himself by saying that the tone was what was so damning not the words.  Just the idea that the most powerful man in the world is calling you makes it a threatening phone call.”

                “If that were true then the President of the United States could never call a foreign leader.”

                “Precisely.  Furthermore, the NSA counsel, where Ciaramella worked was the one that advised Trump to congratulate President Zelensky on his win.”

                “Ah, I had a feeling our good friend ‘Eric’ would show up again.  I do think it odd that his organization suggested he make the phone call then VIndman decides that the mere act of calling is a threat.”

                “There is no evidence the Ukrainians knew about the delay in military aid until late August.  The call happened in July.  How do you extort someone if you forget to tell them what you’re threatening?”

                “That does seems a little difficult.”

                “Furthermore, if Colonel VIndman was so concerned, why did he skip out of the meeting when they were planning on calling Zelensky?”

                “I didn’t know about that.”

                “You probably also don’t realize what happened before the phone call.”

                “Nope, no clue at all.”

                “Bob Mueller gave his testimony on Capitol Hill that was broadcasted across the country.”

                “When he determined no collusion and couldn’t make a decision on obstruction?”

                “No, that was March.  When he caved to pressure to answer questions from congress about his report.”
                “Oh that debacle?”

                “Yup, that epic failure where he repeated that he didn’t know or things were beyond his purview for like eight hours.”

                “Yea that was pretty humiliating.”

                “For Mueller and the anti-Trump people.  Seems like they needed a new way to get him.”

                “You’re saying that the NSA told him to call the Ukrainian Presidnet Zelensky to set Trump up for these allegations?”

                “Yes, I am.”

                Mirjana shook her head, “Alright, I’ve had enough of this.  Let’s go.” She opined as she stripped herself of her clothes. 

               

 

Mirjana walked toward Larry who rose from his seated position on the bed and kissed him on the mouth and worked her way to his ear.  She whispered, “Let’s see how strong you are” as she turned her back to him and bent over.  Larry rubbed his penis against her butt till erect.  He then placed a condom over his shaft and inserted it into Mirjana from behind.  To Larry’s surprise, Mirjana kicked her legs up placing one leg in between Larry’s legs and the other on the outside of his right leg.  Instinctively, Larry snapped his legs together trapping Daniela’s leg as she used the outer leg to wrap around his leg.  Larry grabbed her outer leg with one hand and her hip in the other as Mirjana reached one arm to grab Larry’s arm holding her waist while resting the other hand on the ground.  Larry humped her and caressed her leg feeling his penis protrude longer and longer trying to get through to Daniela’s vaginal walls on the outside of her body.  After a little bit, he picked Mirjana up and swung her to the bed.  Mirjana dropped her legs and turned onto her back.  Larry knelt onto her left leg and guided himself beyond her vaginal walls while his hands slid to grab her breasts.  She bent her right leg up and placed it beside Larry as he ran his left hand along the contours of her leg as his right explored her ample breasts.  Larry lifted his legs up allowing Mirjana to slide her left leg out.  He positioned her feet at his chest and used her knees to pin Daniela’s shoulders down as he penetrated her repeatedly.  He lifted her legs to his shoulder and spread them pinning them behind Daniela’s head as his head fell between them to suck on her breasts.  He oscillated his hands from her legs to her breasts as they both panted and moaned in pleasure.  Larry swung Mirjana onto her stomach and straddled her right leg.  He said, “I’ve explored the front so now it’s time for the back.”

            Mirjana was knelt on all fours as Larry positioned himself behind her and drove himself into her reaching around her torso to fondle her breasts while he kissed the back and side of her neck.  He collapsed her legs so she lay flat on her stomach and slid his body down to level his face with her butt.  He licked the skin on her left butt cheek and dabbed salt on it.  He then poured a shot of tequila into a shot glass and placed it in her butt.  He circled his tongue along the salt line while sucking it in.  He then clasped the shot glass in his jaws and snapped his neck back emptying the contents.  He bit into a lemon slice and stared at the right butt cheek in anticipation to do it again.  He looked down at her butt and before he realized what he was doing, he was grabbing lubrication.  He generously applied it where the shot glass had been and rubbed vigorously.  He hovered over her as Mirjana hadn’t made a move in protest.  He slammed his pelvis down jackhammering himself into Daniela’s rectum repeatedly before collapsing on top of her.  He stood at the foot of the bed and said, “Roll over.”

            Mirjana did as she was told and Larry grabbed her legs and yanked them towards her as his penis slid into her birth canal.  Mirjana interlocked her ankles behind him and squeezed hard.  Larry undercut her arms and lifted her up.  Mirjana enveloped Larry’s neck in her arms and slammed her lips against his.  Larry drove her to the wall thrusting himself against her with his hands on her butt as he slammed her into the wall repeatedly.  Soon, Larry’s thrusting slowed as semen shot out of his unit only to be thwarted by a latex barrier.    

                Larry went to the bathroom and removed the condom flushing it down the toilet and cleaning himself of the contents that it stopped from entering Mirjana.  He then returned to the bed.  This is the part that always confused him because he didn’t know if the woman wanted him to stay or go.  Mirjana was lying on her side with her back facing him.  Larry grabbed his boxers and slipped his foot in to get dressed.  Mirjana turned over and asked, “You’re leaving?”

                Larry shrugged his shoulders, “Unless you don’t want me to.”

                “Just hold me.  You don’t have to but I’d like it.”

                Larry lied next to her leaving his boxers on.  He slid his left arm under her head as an extension of the pillow.  He then wrapped his right arm over her and rested it on her stomach.  Mirjana broke the silence, “Let’s not talk about Ukraine anymore.”

                “Alright” Larry responded thinking that he didn’t really think he and Mirjana would be talking about anything after today. 

                “Did you see President Trump putting the medal on the dog that was injured in the Al-Baghdadi raid?”

                “Ah yes, Conan the dog.  Brave dog, he’s a good boy.”

                “They’re claiming that the picture was staged.  The dog was never in the White House.”

                “I’m sure it was but who cares?”

                “Who cares that they photo shopped a picture of the President putting a medal on a dog?”        

                “Yea”

                “You know, I don’t really know” as her eyes squinted wondering how that didn’t occur to her before.

                “Now you have Twitter banning political ads.”

                “Well, they claim that Russia used social media to help Trump.”

                “So Russia putting ads on Facebook helped Trump but Hillary putting ads on social media didn’t help her?”

                “They just want to make sure that it never happens again.”

                “Nothing happened in the first place.  This is all a power move by twitter.  Mark Zuckerberg was just on Capitol Hill and AOC yelled at him that he doesn’t fact challenge the political ads on Facebook and wouldn’t in the future.”

                “Well, social media is supposed to be a forum.  You can’t fact check everything.”

                “Yea, it would ruin social media but I think they meant just for political ads.”

                “That’s for the commentators though right?  I mean that’s what we do now.  Someone posts something stupid and people comment and crucify them for it.”

                “Yea, I suppose a political ad wouldn’t be exempted.”

                “This is just a move by twitter to tell congress that they’re behaving.  That way congress will come down hard on Facebook and twitter is helped because a competitor is weakened. “

                “So twitter is pressuring Facebook to ban ads too?”

                “Yes”

                “You know you have a deep level of analysis on a lot of things.”

                “Thank You”

                “You’re welcome.  I don’t mean to be rude but….”

                “I was going to leave, you stopped me.”

                “I know, it’s just I wanted to not feel like a prostitute.  You held me; we had a deep conversation now I have to remember that I am married.”

                “I completely understand” as he got up and got dressed.

                Mirjana sat up and covered herself in the comforter, “I don’t want to seem ungrateful.  I know you paid for the room and all but….” Her voice was extremely apologetic.

                “Say no more.  I had no illusions what this is.  That’s why I was going to leave right afterwards.  We’re good.  Enjoy your silk carpets.  I guess you’re more European than you lead on because taking your shoes off when entering a house is a very European thing.”

                “And Asian but yea not so much American but now that I have silk carpets, you best believe no shoe is touching that!”

                Larry was fully dressed now, “Good bye Mirjana”

                Mirjana got up and gave Larry a big hug squeezing tightly, “Thank You”

                “No, thank you.”

                Larry walked out of the hotel room and Mirjana got dressed and ordered room service.  She returned home the next day.  On the plane, she decided that what happened was her husband’s fault.  He should never have let her have a deep conversation with Larry on the beach.  If he had a deep conversation with another woman, she’d be furious.  She was okay with him going to strip clubs every now and then because there was no connection but if you’re having a deep conversation with someone, then that’s cheating.  He let her cheat right in front of him so how is this any different?  At least, this is what she told herself. 

                Larry got his fill and would be okay for a while until the urge crept up again and he had to find another willing participant.  He never spoke to Mirjana again.  When Mirjana’s husband returned home, he was upset to find the silk sheets.  Mirjana told him that she was driving with one of her friends and they got rear ended.  Everyone was okay but the insurance company gave them money if they agreed not to press charges.  She conveyed to him that since she was unhurt, she took the deal and got herself her carpets.”

                Her husband was still upset that she didn’t just save the money.  He wasn’t too concerned that she didn’t consult him since she left the interior decorating to Mirjana anyway.  He got over it quickly, however, as the carpets made her happy and had cost them nothing.  Mirjana would never tell him the truth about how the silk carpets ended up in their house.