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Date: 9/20/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: , Source: LushStories

tandem. “And what is even worse than the Americans?” The Japanese CEO let his question hang in the air for dramatic effect. Nakamura-san looked around the watchers in drunken glee. The argument over, the two business adversaries had joined forces to pile insults on the Americans. They were now both having fun. “Vot my Jap friend? Vot is worse than an American?” Nakamura chuckled his face red and flushed. “A Canadian!” The two drunks both looked towards John with wicked grins. The crowd of Russians and Japanese executives burst into rowdy peels of laughter. The drunken braggadocio of these two jokers obviously appealed to the inebriated crowd. The American bankers were glum and silent. Svetlana also looked in John’s direction. The Canadian did his best to grit his teeth and kept smiling. This was a mess, but was it a repairable mess? “We cannot do deal honourable Rusky. No fuckee way.” Bleary-eyed Anatoly looked at Nakamura-san then at John. “Vot you say no do deal. Why Jap?” Nakamura grinned. “Americans no drink. Americans no fuckee. Americans no make good partner.” John could see where this was going. They didn’t think the American team were pulling their weight. He felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. The deal was as near as dead. At that moment a silver flash appeared to the side. Penny moved into view. She was glaring at the two drunks. They had their arms around each other’s waists to keep from falling over. Penny couldn’t believe the destiny of the ... biggest deal of her life depended on these two blotto men. They looked dishevelled and sweaty. Nakamura was puffy and had the “red nose” of an Asian drunk. Not the most appealing sight. Penny’s red hair swung as she turned her head. She looked around at the crowd gawking at her. Penny’s emerald eyes caught John’s. She motioned for him to come closer. Penny approached Nakamura and Anatoly. They both stepped back a step and held onto each other more tightly. The two men giggled like sheepish little boys caught doing something naughty by their grade three teacher. Penny’s green glare seemed to intimidate them. “Oops Jap. Look vot we have here. Angry American girl.” The two men tittered in drunken glee. Penny intensified her glare. “No one fucking slanders America on my watch. My father was a Marine.” Her eyes were on fire, her body tense. “So you two don’t think we Americans have the Yankee Doodle spirit?” The Russian looked at the Japanese without comprehension. “Vot is Yankee Doodle spirit?” Nakamura cackled. “It new kind of American sake?” The drunks both laughed at Nakamura’s joke. Penny kept her calm. It was all down to her now. “No it’s not sake my friend. It’s America’s can-do spirit.” Both drunks looked confused. The redheaded had control of the situation now. “So if I prove to you that America can pull its weight, will you both sign?” Nakamura looked at Anatoly. The Russian smiled ear-to-ear. “Vot you think Jap? Can zexxy America red hair girl change our mind?” They both ...