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This entry comes from Intercourse, an x-rated MFU zine so be forewarned: there’s a lot of sex. However, all is not what it appears to be and there are also some twists and turns in the story.
Illya recalls that he and Napoleon shared a rather singular night in Morocco:
An excerpt:
“Did he say pleasure slaves?” I asked in English as the servant girl, with a lighted torch in hand, led us down the corridors. Every so often, tucked in corners and around passageways, we caught a glimpse of heavily armed guards. The kasbah was cool, even chilly. Though it was high summer, in this particular region the heat dissipated and the temperature dropped as soon as the sun went down.“He did indeed,” Napoleon confirmed, looking inscrutable. I couldn’t tell whether he was pleased at the prospect or not. I know I wasn’t.
“How do you get us into these situations?” I asked, exasperated.
“Me? What did I do?”
“You just had to compliment that girl.”
Napoleon shrugged. “She was attractive, and she looked like she was having a bad day.”
“She’s a slave, Napoleon. Every day’s a bad day.”Series
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