From Russia with Lust

Kira - From Russia with Lust

It was in the  Alps I met her.

She was drop dead gorgeous.

She could have had any man in the  bar.

It was like a scene out of Casa Blanca. She said, "Play it again, Sam."

My name was Midiman, but who was I to argue. So I played.

I played as if my life depended on it - my sex life that is.

She was thinking 'piano' - I was thinking 'organ'.

Then she asked me if I had something for her.

I had a condom in my wallet.  I said "You betcha!"

She said "I'll take it right here."

"Right here on the piano?", I choked, "We can't do it here!"

So she invited herself to my room for a drink... I didn't protest?

I gave her the key and told her I'd pay for our drinks and follow.

She said she'd be waiting for me with an almost sinister sound to her voice.

Continued in part 2...