Traveling is my favorite thing. I've been all over the world without any problems, until Africa. I had rented a car to explore one of those exotic dictatorships of the dark continent and I was having a really great time. As a gorgeous, blond, single woman, I have come to enjoy men learing at me lustily, undressing me with their eyes. It was a blast, until I tried to leave the country. nnHandcuffed behind my back I sat on a wooden chair next to a table in a room with no windows. I must have been there for an hour when a uniformed black man suddenly opened the door, walked in, and sat on the table 2 feet away from me. nn"You know Miss, your in big trouble." nn"What's this about? Why am I here?" nnHe looked at my breasts. My nipples were hard as rocks from the excitement. nn"Drug smuggling is a serious crime." nn"I'm not a smuggler. The drugs must have been planted." nnHe rolled his eyes upward in their sockets and stood up. He paced about the room and then crouched behind me. nn"Miss, you're in big trouble and you'll cooperate if you know what's good for you." nn"I'll do anything you say. Just let me go.