Thread: Two Girls for Africa {Sebastian}

Kaley chuckled at his comment. She could definitely see why the man would get the native ladies interested in him. She herself had never been that big into trying the dark meat, but even with her reservations, she found him to at least be charming. She quickly brushed that aside though, letting her excitement for the situation take over. No, I've never been here before, she would admit a short while later. The blonde had been eagerly looking out the window since they'd started moving, almost not believing the beautiful area they were casually driving through. Sure, the drive was rough, but the plane had been a lot worse. And when they'd been in the plane, they hadn't had such beautiful stuff to look at. A time or two, Kaley would nudge Nina, pointing out something in the distance, and both girls would stare, obviously entranced. It was nearly enough to make them forget how tired and miserable they technically were. As if that weren't enough, Olabode promised to show them the type of sight people would almost kill to see. Both girls were quite excited, though, likely surprisingly, it was Nina who sat up straighter and started asking questions about it pool. How big was it, how far away, would they get there soon? It was a shame that they hadn't brought along their luggage, because Nina would have loved to take a dip in a pool like that. Just the thought of something natural and beautiful had caused the petite brunette to nearly blossom. Of course, Kaley went right along with it, encouraging the other girl. They stopped, and both girls hopped out. Nina seemed much more eager now, and even ventured out a bit, exploring. Kaley, wanting to keep her new friend company, followed close by. Bransen, doing his job, followed both girls carefully. Nina was distracted by what she thought was a bird of some kind, and all three of them were looking up when Olabode struck. Bransen had barely enough time to turn before he found himself without a head. His body fell to the ground, spurting blood. Nina screamed, taking several steps back. She looked as though she were about to faint, going nearly white. Kaley gaped as well, though there were no screams, no sound at all from the stunned blonde. She recovered quickly, and, as Olabode had been expecting, started to make a break for it. She'd barely made it a step when he caught her hair in a tight fist. She hissed in pain as she jerked to a stop, kicking and trying to fight. That was, until the bloody machete was used as a gesturing tool. Both girls were pressed against the jeep now, looking over their shoulders at him. Nina's brown eyes looked petrified, while Kaley's blues were burning with anger and frustration. What? Nina managed as their tormenter spoke. You can't be---we don't have any trackers! Really! Why would we-- Just do what he says, Nina, said Kaley, turning to look at the tiny brunette. He's armed, he's clearly nuts, and he's going to hurt you if you don't. But, but... stammered Nina. Kaley rolled her eyes. Don't worry about it. I've been strip searched before. Just pretend you're an airport person or something. You know how annoying they are. Nina bit her lip, but nodded. She cast a nervous glance over at the dominating man, trembling slightly, but still approached the blonde. Trembling fingers tugged at the bottom of Kaley's shirt. The blonde had been wearing a safari shirt, one with buttons on the front and a khaki coloring. Nina's shaking hands managed to undo buttons, though she scrambled with doing so. She pulled the garment loose, showing that Kaley was, in fact, wearing a white sleeveless tank underneath. That too the nervous brunette took off. Underneath, Kaley wore a simple black bra that held up her impressive bust. Her abs showed now as well, and the flare of her hips seemed more obvious. Swallowing again, Nina moved to unsnap the fastener on Kaley's shorts. She had to wiggle the khaki garments down slowly, nearly taking the panties off with them. Sensible black cotton boy shorts covered Miss Cuoco's lower half. Swallowing, Nina looked over at Olabode. Do I really have to touch her? There's no way she's got a tracker in there or anything. You can tell, she pointed at Kaley's crotch, nearly blushing and looking away. Kaley shot a nervous glance at Olabode, uncertain as to what the volatile African would do with Nina's reluctance.