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Diego I watch and wait for Amille to come around and when she eventually does, with a groan, I pull the black bag off her head and she squints. “What the f**k?” I grin, she has poor vocabulary for a woman of her stature, though she could be no older than twenty-one, give and take a few years. I can understand why both Dominique Colbone and Mario Bushido have a thing for her. If I was into girls, I’d be into her too. Her beauty is phenomenal. She's a strong-willed and strong-headed woman and if she had a d**k I would be hard right now, but, as she hasn’t, I will just integrate her and ask her why she is in my country, my homeland: Madrid. I also know she is bearing a big secret. I will use it against her if I have to. I will use both of them against each other. They have no idea who they