Talk to her

The woman's black skin shone in the flickering light and she grinned ferally at me.

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

"I am going to give you a little...test."

With that the ebon Amazon licked her lips, slowly, the tip of her tongue crawling from onw corner of her mouth to the other. "But first," she said, "tell me this, young fool. Do you desire me?"

I was shocked at the question! I had been kidnapped and tied up, I was scared half to **** at what was going to happen to me and what might possibly be happening to Linda, and now my captor wanted to know if I "desired" her?

I looked her up and down, my heart still in my throat. The long, muscular legs, the smooth black skin, the swell of her full hips. My eyes flowed up her sinuous body, the taut stomach and the full, high breasts that pressed so tightly against the top she wore. Her face was regal and cruel, but undoubtedly beautiful, with thick read lips and pearl-white teeth; deep, dark eyes that were laughing at me now above high cheekbones. She was too beautiful to be seeking mere validation from me. Was this part of the test? If so, what was the right answer?