The Frenchman's Revenge (38 page)

“
Talk to me
,
ma petite
.
”

“
Bai
?
”

“
Yes
,
Elena
?”

She sob
bed harder, louder
,
taking small gasps of air.

“
Ah
,
ma petite amie
.
You must t
ell me.”

She choked back a sob an
d
struggled
to speak
, h
er voice muffled
with unshed
tears.

“
Bai, do you promise to tell me the truth if I ask you a question
?”

“
Yes
,
cherie
.
I will never lie to you.
”

“
Prom…Promise me?
”
Her question caught in her sobs
.

“
Ah
,
ma petite
fille
, I
promise you the world …
”

“
No
!
I don’t want the world
, just
the truth.
”

“
Always,
first and foremost
,
the truth.
Now
,
ma
petite fille triste
,
my little sad girl, talk to me.”

Elena took a deep breath and
her words came out in an incoherent rush.

“
Bai… do you… do
you
wish I was Chinese? I mean
…
I know you love me
,
but do you wish that I had been Chinese instead of a white girl
?
I mean to say…
I know
…
I have some
Apache
and Mexican
in me
, I’m
not just white…
but do
you,
would
you
rather that I was
like
…you know
,
Chinese
,
like
you are and Lei and my grandfather
?
”

“
And Jeng Ming
?”
he added
.

“
Yes
.
”

A smile crossed
his
face
,
knowing what caused this flood of
anxious
tears
,
but when
he
looked down at her earnest face staring up at
him;
h
er eyes w
ide with fear
he
forced any hint of mirth f
rom h
is
expression.

He tried to look thoughtful as if he was considering her question.

When he hesitated, a frown crossed her face and her lips trembled.

“
Ah
, ma petite
fille
,
that is
a serious
question
indeed.
But before I can answer
,
I must ask you some questions. Is that permitted
in this truth
gathering
exercise?
”

She nodded swiping
at the tears on her cheeks.

“
Your question is would I like a different Elena
, perhaps a Chinese Elena, better
than you, my Elena? Is that your question?
”

She nodded.

“Hmm, w
ill you
permit
me to use
this
hypothetical
Elena
,
as
a stand in for you
,
as I try to answer your question
?
We can call
her the
Ersatz Elena
;
e
rsatz
-
-
a wonderful French sounding word that means false
,
oui
?
That
will help me answer your question
if we
have an
Ersatz Elena to compare to you.
”

A frown creased her forehead.
“I’m not sure I understand
,
but if that is what you want…what you need
…
”

“Ah
,
good, that will help me.

“
My first question
then
,
is this. W
ill
this
Ersatz E
lena have a cloud of glorious
dark
red hair falling in
unruly
curls down her back, curls so
wild
that whenever I see
her hair
pinned up struggling to be free, I want to reach out and loosen her pins
and let that glorious liquid fire burn
free?
Hair so filled with red and gold it
shames
the most
beautiful sunset over the
mountains
just before dusk?
”

When she frowned, as though trying to decide if he was teasing her, he said, “
No
n
? Hmm
,
I see.

“
Well then
,
w
ill
this
Ersatz
Elena have sapphire blue eyes that turn violet when she is angry and bright
purple
when she is aroused
and when she first wakes up in the
morning
,
w
ill
they be the
color
of the
bluest sky the heavens make?

“
No
n
? Hmm.
I see.
T
hen this
Ersatz Elena
w
ill
need to
have lips so full
,
so lush that
every time
I see them
,
I want to push my tongue between them
. D
rive them open so that I can
play
with
her
tongue and teeth while she whimpers and moans like you are moaning now
.
”

Elena whimpered against his mouth
,
fighting not to respond to his probing tongue, hi
s
nipping teeth.

“
No
n
? Ah
,
I can see we have a problem.
Su
rely this
Ersatz
Elena w
ill
have
the most beautiful
breasts
in the world
,
so full and so firm that even with hands the size of mine I cannot
capture
all the
voluptuous
flesh
that spills out from my fingertips.
And on those beautiful mounds that never fail to astound me with their
lushness
are her nipples.
Ah
oui
,
tell me about
the Ersatz
Elena’s nipples.
Are they soft and pink
?
D
o they harden, peak
the minute I touch
them
?
What happens when
I look at her across the room and cannot hide
my
desire? When I
tell her with my eyes and my hardening cock that I want
her
. D
o her nipples
become
tight
, pointed
beads of erotic flesh tel
ling me and the world that she is aroused? Aroused by me?

“
And
will the
Ersatz
Elena
let me
bite
them
as hard as this
?
”

He
bent down
and
bit firmly on first one nipple then the other
, smiling
at her shriek
s
.

“
Ah,
oui
,
does
she know how quickly pain become
s
pleasure when I lick
away
,
suck
away the hurt?
”

He ran his hands over her quivering thighs and whispered,
“
Now
,
mon amour
,
before we proceed
I
must
ask you to permit me to
do
an intimate
examination
.
May I
? Do I have your permission
,
oui
?
”

She gasped a
s he
moved over her bending her knees and gently spreading her legs, his fingers trailing along the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. She groaned and
raised her hips to his probing
to
uch.

“
You see, before I answer your question I need to examine the
Ersatz
Elena’s pussy, her cunt.
Because if you must know
that
in all my life
,
I have never
seen a
more beautiful pussy
than yours
. So soft. So wet.
So responsive to my tongue, my fingers.
And
,
c
herie
,
this is
not a
matter
for
negotiation
. Am
I clear
?
T
he
Ersatz
Elena’s pussy
needs to
smell like this,
this
wild
,
earthy
,
spicy
smell
!
”

He rubbed
her juices on her lips and under her nose.

“
Ah
,
oui
.
Smell
that
,
love?
Isn’t it enough to make you want to come –
just the smell alone? Here, fe
e
l my cock, look what
the smell of your luscious cream
is doing to my cock
.”

He
grabbed her hand and
rubbed her
fingers against his trousers
,
tracing the
throbbing outline of his aroused cock.
She moaned, taking breathy sips of air
pressing her hips up against his groin
.

He continued,
“
But I
must
be honest, love
,
it is not
only
the
smell
of your cunt
that drives me to distraction.
T
aste this.
Can you believe it
? H
ave you
ever
tasted anything so sweet? I haven’t.
”

She
sucked on his fingers,
moaning
softly,
trembling
, arching up against his hard cock.

“
But
,
bebe
,
I
also
need
to know how this
Ersatz
Elena reacts when I do this.
”

With his fingers h
e spread her labia open and licked up and
down her
inner and outer lips nipping, sucking driving his tongue deeper and deeper
.