Reborn American Giants

I am extremely tired. I have been dealing with documents, documents, and documents all day long. Thanks to Congressman Urziano from the Christian Democratic Party, the media has been chasing the scandal of this congressman recently, and I don’t have much thought to cause trouble with the opposition party.

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But as Robert Dabzon's most important political adviser and spokesperson, Buniseño is not much relaxed either.

It had been two days since the conversation between him and his old friend Robert. During these two days, he had devoted all his attention to work, as if he was using work to numb his thoughts in order to avoid

My own random thoughts put everyone in an embarrassing situation.

However, he cannot deny the truest desire in his heart, even if he fills every minute and second of his life with all his work...

Finally stepping out of the party headquarters, Buniseño felt that he didn't know where to go.

The children should be with their mother now. "Their mother," Buniseño said with a self-deprecating smile. When did he start calling his wife Mehra the distance-filled word "their mother"?

What is the name of Gan? It seems that she only has this identity.

Pedestrians on the road seem to be in a hurry. They are either rushing home or rushing to the next party to start the carnival that belongs to young people.

Buniseño walked aimlessly on the wet streets. The bustling shops were crowded with refugees from the north, stretching out their dirty hands to ask for money from passing citizens. When the civil war began, the capital was crowded.

The country is filled with refugees from the north. The war destroyed their homes and left these people homeless on the streets and slums of the capital. The government is unable to help these citizens. This is the tragedy of this country.

Buniseño stared at the window of a store in trance. The huge transparent window was filled with women's erotic underwear that could stimulate the desire of men.

Will his daughter also wear such underwear? Buniseño was thinking in ecstasy. At this time, a young girl interrupted his contemplation.

"Hello, sir, we are running a special sale. Do you want to play it? It's only $12."

A girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old was wearing a long windbreaker. The belt around her waist was not fastened, revealing a piece of white flesh, and her youthful aura made people dizzy.

For three days, apart from discussing work, Buniseño only had business matters. Deep in his heart, he longed for that kind of simple companionship, even if he had a fierce quarrel with Mehra over some trivial matters.

It was better than the deathly silence now. He needed to communicate with others and have that kind of intimate contact with warm flesh.

Especially when he suspected that his second daughter was probably not his biological daughter, a strong desire for revenge surged in his heart. With such a good opportunity in front of him, he could not be so cowardly.

Being cuckolded.

He took another look at the young girl in front of him. Although he had a strong desire for revenge in his heart, he still felt a strong sense of disgust.

Especially when he thought of this girl standing naked in front of him, exposing her hairy lower body, vagina, nose hair, scratch marks under her armpits, and exuding a unique female smell, he felt so sick that he wanted to vomit.

This kind of association in public made him feel embarrassed and embarrassed. He knew that if he wanted to, he only needed to pay the price of a piece of underwear to take the girl in front of him to bed, and she would definitely let him go.

Take whatever you ask for.

But what makes Buniseño feel even more embarrassed and surprised is his feeling towards women. His body instinctively rejects this kind of intimate relationship with women, even if this woman is Mehra, the mother of his eldest daughter.

Finally confirming the feeling that had always existed in his heart, Buniseño panicked. He took out five dollars in a daze and stuffed it into the girl in front of him. Then he waved his hands loudly and screamed: "

Go away, for the sake of God, go away." He didn't know if anyone saw him giving money to the prostitute, which made him panic even more, and then he turned around and ran away along the street.

"Sir, what's wrong with you? If you have special requests, I can accept them..." The girl chased behind Buniseño and shouted loudly. She was obviously unwilling to give up the business.

Especially a generous guest like Buniseño who gave her five dollars without doing anything.

After running about seven or eighty meters along the lively street, Buniseño finally realized that he was embarrassing himself on the lively street. A bar appeared in front of him. He buried his head and even

Without even looking at the name, he lowered his head and rushed in.

The flustered Buniseño did not notice the joking eyes of the security guard at the door of the bar, nor did he notice the ambiguous, purple-red sign hanging at the door to remind passers-by that this was a store called "Play Boy"

” gay bar.

A black Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped at the door of the bar. Piru sat in the car and watched what happened to Buniseño.

The gentleman is right, this Bunicenio is really interesting. In him, the ethical and moral sense developed by human beings through good social education and the conflict with their own strong emotions are really vividly displayed.

After lighting a cigarette and lowering the car window, Piru whistled to the security guard standing in front of the bar. The security guard saw clearly the appearance of the people in the car and immediately ran to the car window.

, nodded and bowed and chatted with Piru for a few words, then returned to the door of the bar with a happy face. After greeting his companions for a few words, he entered the bar and was busy with Boss Pilu's instructions.

Yes, this bar is also a property under the name of the Gref family. According to the territory division, it should belong to the family's middle-level leader Angel Baranda, who controls the 26th and 29th blocks of San Salvador under his name.

Of course, Buniseño, who was sitting in front of the bar, didn't realize it. After entering the bar, he walked straight to the bar, ordered a glass of whiskey from the waiter, took a big sip of the drink, rested for a long time, and took his breath.

After I calmed down and calmed down, I took the time to take a look at the bar, risking eye contact with other people.

The bar itself was unremarkable and looked like it had been remodeled. It was dark, with some reflective mirrors and rotating disco lights on the walls and columns. There was also a raised stage in the center. The lights were off and the jukebox was off.

It wasn't open, it seemed it was still early, and there were only a few customers in the whole bar drinking and talking in low voices.

There was a TV set on a shelf at the bar, which was playing Marlon Brando's recently released movie "Scarface" silently. Watch the famous Hollywood star's lips opening and closing in the movie.

, but there was no sound in his ears. He didn't know what he thought of. Buniseño also silently twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a hidden smile. What he needs now is silence so that he can sort himself out.

thoughts.

"You looked very anxious just now," a voice sounded beside him. Buniseño turned his head. It was a man in his thirties sitting next to him with a glass of wine. This

The man looked dignified, "If you don't mind, can we have a drink together?"

Buniseño shrugged his shoulders noncommittally. He was still feeling dizzy from what he had just encountered on the street. His good education also prevented him from easily rejecting others, and the man in front of him was too clean to be let go.

People hate him, he has chestnut hair,

It was firmly fixed back on the head with hairspray. The pearl white shirt and the cuffs were carefully rolled up, revealing the owner's strong muscles that had been exercised. The lower body was wearing a pair of water-brushed blue jeans. The whole person looked clean and fresh, with a smile on his face.

With a smile that makes people feel warm.

"Looks like you're running away from something?"

After a few gulps of whiskey, Buniseño's body felt warm. He needed to relax, so he took advantage of the stranger's question and said with a smile: "It's to escape from a woman. A prostitute actually wants to do this."

My business."

Both of them laughed, and Buniseño noticed that the strange man was also looking at him. He did not protest, because in addition to warmth, those eyes also contained concern and interest, which made him involuntarily recall

He once touched a boy in a missionary school. It took too long, but he could still recall that this stranger's eyes were just like that boy's, full of comforting warmth...