Chapter 17 At Her Beck and Call 3

• After turning 360 degrees and twisting himself into all sorts of positions just to get the zip to work without his hand or the zip having to touch Madam's skin, Okon finally became frustrated and in a Devil-may-care spur of the moment decision, he tugged the zip downward with great anger-driven force. Vwip! The zip whoozed down Madam's dress to the bottom, snagging off her white lace panties on it's way and exposing her ample buttocks in all their naked glory. Okon froze; his mouth open and his eyes nearly starting out of his head.
• "Look what this fool has done," Madam hissed, not bothering to cover herself. "Do you know how much I spent to import this dress and this panty set? If they use all the people in your entire ancestry for ritual, the money will not even be up to half."
• At this point, after struggling unsuccessfully with the zip for a few seconds, she turned around to face him and her eyes went straight to the massive tent in his shorts. "Jesus! So you came here with the intention to rape me?"