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- Damn that bitch, - said one of the bosses, pushing away
the naked woman sitting on his lap.
- She has the most beautiful ass, not to mention the tits.
Didn't anyone know she was here all the time in the
village? What discipline is there here? Malud, what the
hell are you doing instead of your job? - the boss was a big
meat tower, a black man that everyone was physically
afraid of.
His every word was an order. The other two bosses were
white, the guards all local men who enjoyed the power
they were given over the prisoners. They were simple
people who had been enforcers all their lives and had lived
hard lives since childhood. They were punished and they
punished. Those who were weaker were immediately
taken advantage of. These people were very different from
the popular beach boys on the ocean shore who were
kindly available to listen to the tourists' every whim. They
presented themselves as businessmen and many of them
boasted that they had an office where tourists could
negotiate or buy all kinds of beautifully carved figurines,
shawls or even sew tropical clothes for the customer in a
day. Others took the tourists on safari in their own jeeps,
which they immediately declared to be air-conditioned,
but when the next dawn came and they were driving
through the national park and it started to get hot, it turned
out to be nothing more than the hot air blowing in, which
was better turned off. They were nice and convincing that
they had talked about everything in due time. It‘s jumbo,