KRISTOF MEETS MARY IN A BAR IN KITWE ZAMBIA by Hamlet It was a cold grey evening as Kristof rode into Kitwe Zambia on his Hardanger bike. He had just ridden from the capital Lusaka 360 KMS 225 miles that had taken just over 3 1/2 in his mighty Hardanger a Norselandic bike the most advanced in the world. He had begun his trip to Africa that involved riding from Durban in South Africa to Mombasa in Kenya 4420 KMS 2762 miles four days ago on Wednesday Ist July. His actual journey had begun when he took a flight from his home city in Norseland Haraldshus at 8 AM on Monday with Lufteflote that arrived at midday at Stansted Airport England. He then took the 4 pm flight to Durban South Africa from Stansted that arrived there at 10 am the next day after a stopover for 2 hours in Cairo. He had spent the afternoon in Durban enjoying himself realising he was in a strange country and he had never left Norseland in his life. Durban was the third biggest city in South Africa. It was also one of the major centres of tourism because of the city's warm� subtropical� climate and extensive beaches. He was ready to set off in the morning for his bike ride across Africa looking so gorgeous dressed totally in black leather the standard costume of all Norselanders He took off and roared down the road in the direction of Pietermaritzburg and Ladysmith and then over the Drakensberg mountain range until he was soon in the town of Middelburg where he stayed the night. The next day he took off for the Zimbabwean border heading for Pietersburg Polokwane and then for the border itself and spent the night in Gwero Zimbabwe. He was now in Zambia itself having spent the previous night in Lusaka. He was dressed in the most frightening way totally in black leather with a black leather facemask. It was clear that he saw himself as a latter-day Viking on a Rape and Pillage Holiday (RPH) determined to intimidate the locals especially the women! Kitwe� was the third largest city in terms of infrastructure development and second largest city in terms of size and population in� Zambia. With a population of 517,000 it was one of the most developed commercial and industrial areas in Zambia , alongside� Ndola� and� Lusaka. It had a complex of copper mines on its north-western and western edges. He had already made a booking at the Mukwa Guest house that he managed to find on his sat nav. He roared at full speed into the city from Ndola along Oxford Road turning right down President Avenue with Mpezeni Avenue where the hotel was situated the third turning on the right The Mukwa Lodge was advertised as 'one of the better places for you to pick as far as your accommodation is concerned. and strategically placed in the city of Kitwe and you will find it very convenient. So, if you are planning to have a business trip to East Africa and you are looking for a nice lodging, remember this name. It will provide you with the comfort of your house even if you are miles away from it. It's as if you never left at all. Come and visit us and you will see just how well we can serve your needs.' 'Good evening Mr Langsrom very good to see you hope you had a pleasant journey'said the lady receptionist unable to take her eyes off the bulge in his leather trousers He hardly spoke any English at all 'I very much hungry where can I eat? 'There is a particularly good bar called Didi's on Kwacha Rd sir 'she replied still staring at his crotch. He was a soon in Didi's bar and got off his bike. All the customers turned round to look at this blonde handsome figure dressed totally in black leather jacket skin-tight trousers, shiny boots and long gloves and a tight leather facemask. He immediately noticed the barmaid whose name was Mary Kapwepwe. He noticed how well built she was with long black hair coming right down to her waist. She was wearing a tight black leather jacket and knee length boots with high heels. She was the senior barmaid at Didi's, and it was quite clear the customers were in awe of her especially with her impressive height and build. She was in fact a devout churchgoer, a member of the United Church of Zambia. She lived in a suburb of Kitwe Buyantanshi with her daughter and two nieces It was clear she noticed his leathers at once as well as his muscular build commenting at once on his muscular build to her fellow barmaid Sharon. She was becoming wet between her legs at the sight of his huge frontal eminence revealing the incredible size of his erect Cock underneath that jutted arrogantly forwards. She decided to approach him especially as it was clear he was a foreigner. 'What would you like to drink sir?' she smiled at him feeling so attracted to him. He was so tired and hungry after his journey he decided to ask for a beer and food in Norselandic as he had temporarily forgotten to speak English 'Jeg vil gjerne ha end ool og noe aa spies' ('I would like a beer and something to eat.') He pointed to a beer and to the kitchen. 'Oh, that will be 60 kwacha for a beer and a nshima sir' she replied unable to take her eyes off the size of his protrusion between his legs He calculated how cheap that was only £3 in British money or 60 Norse Mark in Norselandic currency as he handed her a 100 kwacha note. She handed him the change Before she could respond he suddenly leapt across, the bar He was determined to overpower her however strong she was He began to kiss her all over her face and bite her neck holding her down with his leather gloved hand. She made a pathetic attempt to resist but failed miserably! She actually loved kissing and had never been kissed like this in her life He kissed her all over her face putting his leather clad fingers down her knickers and feeling her pussy with his leather gloves as she was soon soaking wet between her legs.. She groaned unable to resist him as he penetrated right down her throat fucking her relentlessly with his tongue As he stopped kissing her, she implored him to stop altogether. 'PLEASE SIR THERE ARE CUSTOMERS WATCHING! PLEASE STOP!! ' PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSSSE!!!! He then moved behind the curtain behind her where he would remain for the rest of the evening. She began to serve one of the customers thinking he had stopped debauching her even though he was standing right behind her, Just as she thought she was safe two powerful leather gloved hands squeezed her tits hard and pulled down her bra which he threw right across the bar. She let out a scream that all the customers and the road outside could hear of pleasure and pain AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com TO BE CONTINUED