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possible. As the night slowed down, Mikhail led Rochelle back to one of the guest bedrooms. She was drunk, exactly as Mikhail wanted her.
    The two young lovers embraced and she gave Mikhail a slow kiss. He eased Rochelle down on the bed and just stared at her with animal lust. Rochelle smiled as she stretched her arms back above her head while pressing her feet and toes into Mikhail’s crotch.
    Mikhail smiled back at her and took his shirt off. He reached down and unbuttoned Rochelle’s jeans and pulled them off. Her slender brown legs rubbed together. Mikhail knelt down and slid his hands up her thighs, hooking his fingers under the waistband of her white-laced panties and slowly pulled them down. Rochelle’s breathing was getting faster and heavier.
    Mikhail parted her thighs and placed her legs over his shoulders. He leaned in and kissed her inner thigh, suckling and kissing. Her folds glistened. His mouth and tongue brought her to the edge.
    She clawed the sheets with one hand and held Mikhail in her thighs with the other. Mikhail inserted two fingers inside her while he continued to pleasure her with his mouth. His fingers made large circular motions, stretching every side of her inner walls. He then leaned up smiling.
    He pressed his fingers as deep as he could and curled them upwards, rubbing her g-spot forwards and backwards. He placed the palm of his other hand on the low end of her belly to apply a little more stimulation.
    Rochelle bit down on her lower lip and grabbed the sheets. She arched her back and drove her shoulders into the mattress, thrusting her hips up off the bed.
    Mikhail reached up under her blouse and took her breast into his hand with a firm squeeze. Rochelle exploded in ecstasy. “ Oh, my God, Mikhail. ”
    Mikhail leaned forward into her thighs and savored every drop of honey. For the next hour he took her every way he knew how. Afterward, she curled up next to him exhausted.
    “Rochelle, tell me about the moonshine. Where did you get it? Is it something you can get regularly?”
    “I take it you liked it. But don’t you want to talk about me instead? I’m something you can get regularly, at least until you leave.”
    “I will tell you a secret, love, if you promise to tell me about the moonshine.”
    “What is it?”
    “I’m not going home. I’m going to Cincinnati to work with my brother Peter through the summer. Then I’m going to work for him in Columbus.”
    The news of his staying sobered Rochelle. “You’re not leaving? Why didn’t you tell me? You shit, why didn’t you say something?”
    Laughing at her emotions , he responded, “I’m telling you now. We’ll talk about it more. We've got all weekend. But now, tell me about the moonshine.”
    “I don’t know much about it. My friend got it for us.”
    “Can your friend get this on a regular basis?”
    “I suppose. Why?”
    “Because I can sell this quickly. People like this stuff and they will pay big dollars for it. My brothers could sell it in their clubs for fifteen, even twenty dollars a glass.”
    “ So, what do you want me to do?” Rochelle wasn’t that interested in what Mikhail was talking about.
    “I want you to find out how much your friend can get and what it will cost me. Will you do that for me?”
    “Maybe.” A devious smile stretched across her face. “Maybe if you pleasure me some more.”
    And while Mikhail buried himself in her thighs, Rochelle thought of Chris and started purring. Mikhail was clueless to her thoughts. It might have been Mikhail’s mouth stimulating her but it was thoughts of Chris that got her off. All night they loved each other until they passed out.
     
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    West Virginia countryside (same night)
     
    It was two in the morning. The light of the full moon stretched across the night sky. A light breeze stirred the cool morning air. You could smell the dampness and pastures in the wind. Thirty miles west of Charleston, West Virginia, a rural community was wakened to