after- Black

May Day held a man up by his neck light he was a child. It was some African Village where she was sent to take out a dictator that was commiting genocide. She had an open coat showing her breast and smooth abs. The man in her hand was the dictator

She had on tight jeans. Guns clicked around her

She smirked and snapped his neck. She tossed him into the guard. She leaped over into them taking them out with punches. She grabbed a machine gun firing into the crowd. Huts were in fire as her henchwomen were going through the place fighting.

She runs through the country and tossed someone the dictator kidnapped, he was a black poet who talked against the dictator. She put him over her shoulder and tossed him in the back of a Jeep.

She drove off and explosion rang throught the place

Hour later

May Day smiled as she took a swig of beer

“Don’t know, about your poetry, but your oral skills excelent” She said

He was eating her pussy.

The Phone rang

She picked it up

“Yes, he ok, with a few broken ribs”

May Day left out it wasn’t the dictator, but over ethusiactic loving that cause the broke ribs.

“Make sure the money in my account” She said

She smiled, she had plenty of other mission she could do

“Keep licking” She said

opening credits roll