They are curious

Seanna strides in confidently, Nicole following behind apprehensively. The Irishwoman snorts as she looks around the cluttered dusty interior. "Lumumbans are a superstitious people," she explains. "They would tell you that there are Muslims in the north and Christians in the south, but in reality the pagan local customs continue to hold sway over most of the tribes."

The old man watches the girls silently. Nicole looks around fearfully at the dead chickens are strange potions scattered around. "Gross," she comments. "Let's get out of here."

"Not yet," the redhead says, then turns to the old man. "Hey, wizard, how about telling our future?" she demands loudly, producing a tattering U.S. one dollar bill.

The man eyes Seanna carefully and beckons them towards the back of the shop. A small fire smolders in the center of the room, giving off mostly smoke and a little heat. The girls approach the fire and Seanna kneels a few feet away from it. "Don't get your skirt dirty," she explains simply. Nicole follows, kneeling beside the Irishwoman and playing with a lock of her blonde hair nervously.

The witch doctor walks by them. Nicole notices he is wearing only a loincloth, and though he is thin and wiry, his large cock is apparent inside. Nicole bites her lip anxiously as he steps in front of her. She imagines the huge black cock in her mouth, and looks up at him and smiles weakly. He studies her face, and runs a hand through her hair.