Maragana GirlChapter 21
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By the beginning of October, Upper Danubia had reached an important crossroads in its history. The "Progressives", now aided by corporate campaign donors and foreign professional political advisors, were well organized and campaigning aggressively. Their advisors had developed a slick advertising campaign against the Party of the Duchy in particular and against traditional Danubian values in general. Their candidate was a charismatic banking executive from Rika Chorna. He had a flamboyant personality and shady past, but was a gifted speaker and accustomed to appearing on television.
The opposition candidate mobilized the anger of the eastern part of the country into a populist movement of uneducated voters to oust the country's old leaders once and for all. It looked like Upper Danubia was about to be thrust, completely and fully, into a global economy of which its people understood nothing. The capitol's intellectuals saw disaster looming in the frantic rush for change, but were unsure what to do about it.
The first priority for the conservatives was to choose a viable candidate for Prime Minister, someone respected and not associated with the recently defeated government. Finally, in a closed meeting of top conservative leaders, the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court suggested an unlikely candidate, a complete political outsider he had confronted many times in court when he was still a prosecutor. Most of the others reluctantly agreed. It was a choice being made out of desperation.
Two weeks after the Equinox, as Kim and Tatiana were reading over their first major college assignments for the year, a group of old-guard Danubian political leaders entered the office. The two Apprentices were a bit awestruck, since the visitors included the country's ex-Prime Minister, several current Cabinet Ministers, and even the country's Grand Duke, who was a direct descendent of King Vladik the Defender.
The men formed an archaic and pompous group, but they greeted Dukov fully understanding the future of their country was at stake. The group also had enough common sense to realize their time had passed. They no longer were in any position to lead the Danubian people, which was why they had come to the Spokesman's office.
Dukov came out into the waiting area, a bit taken aback by the presence of men to whom he owed allegiance as a public official. He realized that was about to change when the group saluted him. Dukov invited his unexpected guests into the back office, while Kim and the two secretaries scrambled to find enough chairs, make tea, and gather up whatever refreshments they could find from other offices. They quickly entered the back room, distributed seating, teacups, and plates of sweet rolls. The three assistants then saluted and backed out. Kim glanced at Vladim Dukov, sitting at his desk. He looked very nervous.
Kim returned to her reading, although she hardly could concentrate, knowing something very important was happening on the other side of that closed door just a couple of meters away. After two hours the dignitaries came back out, as the three women stood to salute them yet again. Kim noticed the visitors seemed to leave in a much better mood than they had been when they went in.
As soon as the political leaders left, the three women rushed into Dukov's back office. He was standing behind his desk, pale and with a stunned look on his face. After a moment he seemed to partially collect his thoughts.
"I need to meet with this city's other Spokespersons," he began quietly in Danubian. "We will reassign most of my clients, except ... well, three ... three who I think I ... absolutely need to keep. I ... I need to have you train under someone else, maybe Spokesman Havlakt ... because ... I am ... I will not be available. And ... Tatiana ... and Kimberly, I am leaving this office to you."
Dukov turned to his secretaries.
"You need to help me transfer the files. The path of my life ... is not to be a Spokesman anymore."
Kim and her companions assumed the worst, that perhaps Dukov had been fired for his political activities. "Spokesman ... what happened? Are you in trouble?"
"Trouble? Yes, in a manner of speaking. I am in deep trouble, because the tranquility of my life has just ended. I have been called upon to change my path, and I must serve."
For the first time during the time she had known him, Kim saw Dukov a bit disoriented. He stared straight ahead as he spoke.
"Kimberly, I believe you have an expression in your country: 'no favor goes unpunished' or something similar to that, is that not so?"
"It's 'no good deed goes unpunished', Spokesman Dukov."
"Yes, yes. 'No good deed goes unpunished.' That is indeed the expression you have." Dukov took a very deep breath and continued. "I am not a politician. I never wanted to be a politician. But ... now, because of what I wrote earlier this year, and that speech I gave last month ... I ... have become ... a politician. The ex-Prime Minister and the Grand Duke ... they want me to lead the Party of the Duchy ... in the upcoming election. If they ... I mean we ... win, I would become this country's next Prime Minister."
"Spokesman Dukov, that's great! Congratulations!"
Dukov angrily shook his head. "This is not something I want to do, Kimberly! At first I refused. I have never been a member of the Party of the Duchy. I do not support much of what they have promoted. In fact, I supported the 'Progressives' until all those foreign advisors took over and poisoned their souls. I want reform, but not reform as the foreigners define it. We need to make our own path for reform, not walk in one laid out by foreign money."
Dukov seemed to recover from the shock of the sudden upheaval of his life. His mind began focusing on his new task, to become a Spokesman for the Danubian nation.
"I do not like the 'Nobility'. I never liked them and I let them know it. I warned those leaders I would demand changes in their party's policies if they insist on running me as their candidate. The conservatives do not really like me either, but they seem to think I am the only public figure from Danube City with enough respect in the east to win the next election. For once they seem more concerned about the Duchy's future than about themselves. They conceded to my wishes on the policy matters, which gave me no choice other than to accept the candidacy. I now am obligated to win an election ... as the candidate for the conservatives."
Dukov's mood seemed to shift, as he looked out his window at the distant mountains that rose above the housetops of Danube City. Those same mountains separated the capitol from the Duchy's interior and divided the country in more ways than one. The Spokesman's voice sounded much more distant to his three assistants as he concluded:
"There is much anger in the east, and right now it is a very destructive anger. The government never really understood the rage that arose from all those burnt villages is quite justified, not until it was too late. By ignoring what happened in the east last year the Prime Minister forfeited his right to govern. That is what I told him, and he actually accepted my rebuke. However, the message I must convey to the eastern provinces is that destroying ourselves as a nation is not the way to address that anger. We must not abolish who we are just because of a fire and some foreign money. I will speak for both past and the future of our country, and I can only hope enough of our people will listen."
With that Spokesman Vladim Dukov began the complicated task of ending his career. Within an hour he was giving an impromptu speech to the city's other Spokespersons and seeking their approval to leave his position. Following the official blessing by Dukov's peers, the staff from the 20 offices spent a very long night dividing up his caseload and transporting files.
The following morning Spokesman Vladim Dukov officially turned in his resignation, as did his two secretaries. They would follow him to his new position and cast their fortunes with his. Shortly afterwards he appeared on television in the National Parliament as the official leading candidate for the Party of the Duchy. He lost no time making everyone realize he planned to take both the party and Upper Danubia in a totally new direction and in detail laid out policy changes he planned to pursue if elected.
Spokesman Vladim Dukov proved to be a formidable candidate and a huge asset to the faltering Party of the Duchy during the days following his appointment. His years in court made him a good public speaker and skilled debater. He had a dignified, subdued presence that contrasted with his flamboyant opponent. At first the opposition's foreign advisors scoffed at facing a public defense attorney as their main opponent. However, within a week they began to view Dukov's candidacy with some concern, because it turned out he was indeed the one public figure with enough credibility to possibly win an election for the "Nobility".
The campaign quickly got ugly. Dukov found himself being attacked for not only his political beliefs, but also for his personal life. The public learned he had been a convicted criminal for five years, and learned why. It turned out he and his wife had been members of a radical group of dissident students 30 years before. Oh, yes, "Vladim the Subversive" may look serious and quiet, but secretly he has extremely anti-democratic and anti-free market ideas. The past doesn't lie.
Dukov countered by explaining, in detail, the student group, his role in it, the conditions of his sentence, and how his personal and political beliefs had evolved since he was sentenced. Instead of trying to avoid the issue, he agreed the question was a reasonable one, and tried to address it as honestly as he could. The attack against his past backfired to some extent, because in answering the questions about his early political activities Dukov had the opportunity to explain why he believed what he believed and how his ideas had formed over time.
The election brought out a serious division in Danubian society. The division between the two parties was not just geographical and ideological, but also professional. The ex-Spokesman's team consisted mostly of legal experts, a retired police commander, two provincial governors, and several judges, while the "Progressives" top group mostly consisted of economists, stockbrokers, and bankers. As for Danube City's businesses, the owners were evenly divided between the "Nobility" and the "Progressives". Older, more established businesses and trade unions mostly supported Dukov, but younger business owners, entrepreneurs, and importers mostly supported the opposition.
The owner of the Socrates Club and the owners of several music stores pledged their support to Dukov. They genuinely believed that Dukov was the best candidate, but also had a personal interest in seeing the "Nobility" win the election. If the Greater Danubian Progressive Party won and proceeded with its plan to build prisons, the decades-old Socrates Club would be put out of business, with all of its clients locked up. Dukov enjoyed additional support from the music storeowners largely for the same reason. With criminals in confinement, the tradition of Danubian musical groups would disappear, and with it, the entire independent Danubian music scene.
Immediately after ex-Spokesman Vladim Dukov announced his candidacy as the leader of the Party of the Duchy, Sergekt called Dima and Eloisa to discuss what role, if any "Socrates' Mistresses" might have in the upcoming election. The couple adamantly wanted to provide whatever assistance to Dukov's candidacy possible. They met with the band's other 13 members that evening to make sure no one had any objections to participating in Dukov's campaign. The meeting was mostly formality, because the band members were personally indebted to Dukov from the time they had been criminals. All of them enthusiastically supported the suggestion the band support Dukov's candidacy.
Eloisa, Dima and Sergekt went to Dukov's campaign office to meet with him. They walked though a barrage of reporters and conservative dignitaries, then saluted as they greeted him. Dukov greeted the band's two leaders with enthusiasm. He made no effort to conceal his gratitude. His candidacy needed any help it could get, and the support of Upper Danubia's most popular band was a tremendous asset to his campaign. The support of "Socrates' Mistresses" offset some of the publicity the "Progressives" were receiving from their foreign donors. Sergekt promised performances in four different provincial capitols and a final one in the capitol.
Dukov's candidacy changed Kim's personal plans, the most important of which was the date she and Sergekt planned to get married. At first Kim wondered how she could salvage her wedding plans now that Upper Danubia's political situation had so completely intruded into her life. It was obvious Dukov would not be able to take time out from his campaign to attend her wedding, but to Kim it was extremely important that he and his family participate. Finally she accepted the obvious, there was no way she could get married in October and have the wedding she wanted. Marrying Sergekt would have to wait. Kim brought up the problem to her fiancée, who sadly agreed. They could not get married until after the election.
Kim called Cindy to ask her to postpone her family's trip. Cindy changed the reservations their parents, but decided to keep her own reservation. She was working on her M.A in political science, and decided to be present for Upper Danubia's election. She commented to Kim. "You guys are going up against American political advisors. Some of those consultants are people I've actually heard of. Let me come out and see if I can do anything to help Dukov's campaign." Kim agreed, and a couple of days later picked up Cindy at the airport.
Cindy brought with her a suitcase of political science journal articles and campaign guidebooks to prepare some briefings for Dukov. She spent hours in the former Spokesman's vacant office watching the opposition's campaign ads and having Kim translate them for her. As Kim watched her sister pore over her research material and prepare PowerPoint presentations, she realized what Cindy wanted to accomplish. Her ambitions went way beyond simply collecting research material for her Master's thesis. Kim's sister wanted to take part in altering the course of history.
Finally, on October 18, Kim's birthday and the date she had hoped to get married, she instead sat with her sister in a room with Dukov and other Party of the Duchy dignitaries. Cindy gave her first presentation, speaking with confidence about campaign strategies while Kim translated. Dukov listened attentively to the young woman, who for free, was giving him the political advice he needed to counter his well-funded opposition.
The week after Cindy gave her first briefing, "Socrates Mistresses" accompanied Vladim Dukov to Rika Chorna and gave a concert during a party rally. The presence of Upper Danubia's most popular band helped Dukov's cause in that city tremendously. However, when the band got back to the Danubian capitol, there was trouble waiting for them. A group of attorneys from the band's record label had traveled to Danube City and demanded to speak alone with Kim. At first the owner of her music store, Spokesman Havlakt, and Dima wanted to accompany her. She decided no, I'll see them myself and find out what they want.
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Ok readers, here’s the fourth installment. It’s hopefully a lot longer than the others so it should give you a descent amount to read. I know some of you have asked for longer chapters, but I’m afraid that with story writing, you can’t really plan the length of a chapter, the story happens how it happens, so if you think they’re too short, then tough cookies. Just a little reminder to PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT. I can’t improve on my stories if I don’t know what you think about them. Us writers...
Saturday Morning and it is time for my lesson..............I had decided I needed to expand my horizons and decided to learn how to play the piano.I have scoured the web and found a very talented lady who also, truth be told, always dressed well and got my cock twitching............Normal attire for you was skirt, hosiery (stockings or tights to be determined - however either always please), lovely smelling hair, a figure hugging blouse or T-shirt and low heels.I knocked on the door of your...
Chapter 1 - The Middle Pamela lay spread eagle on the four poster bed in his loft. Her hands and feet were trust to the posts by Hermes silk scarves and she had a silk mask covering her eyes. She knew what was coming next and silently she wanted him to hurry up with the preliminaries. The scarf was meant to keep her guessing, but tied around her head so softly that she could just barely see under the lower portion. This, in effect, gave her a "slit view" from her breasts to her feet. She...
After a night of rocking out to some tunes at the local trash and thrash my bff Sarah and I were feeling the Honey JD pretty good! All night in the mosh pit she was turning my crank, approaching me in her tight little miniskirt and high heeled goth boots, she's stick her tongue out and prompt me for mine. It was enough to make me cream in my panties right there! I was so high after smoking a big joint with her outside the bar I couldn't help looking at her sexy ass. (Weed makes me hot!) Her...
LesbianHe was really old, and he moved as if in slow motion to the park bench next to mine, close enough to nod a greeting to me when he planted his tired body down. Our respective benches faced one of the more popular walking trails on the edge of Central Park. The street noise was loud and full of the energy of the City. It was a bright and warm day in early May in 1978. The sky was crystalline and the air smelled new and sweet. The trees were bursting with the growth of new leaves and everything...
Here i am with my story which i will write in hinglish… After reading my stories any gal nd aunties want my service plz mail me i will satisfy any of uu mail is Mein Raj (name changed) hun age 21 height 6 ft average body nd meri bhabhi (Simran)jinki age h 30 hieght 5-6 fair color her figure is boobs 34 waist 27 nd hips 38 nd socho aise figure ko dekh dekhkr kiska nh khda hoga. Ab aate h story pr i like her from my school period nd wanna to fuck her for that time; now i am B.Tech pass out nd...
When I started college, I thought it was going to be like all the films and TV shows you see. How wrong was I! My freshmen year I was so busy, I don’t think I had a moment to even rest. Between classes and working a part time job, it seemed to be non-stop for me. I didn’t mind though, I do enjoy being busy. This was just a new level of busy. I don’t know how others do it and have a social life. I made a few friends in classes, but never really did much outside of grabbing coffees with them....
College SexRomy Indy likes to stay fit and rides the bike instead of taking taxis everywhere, but as soon as she gets back to her hostel room, the key to the bicycle lock gets lost under the bed. She tries to go under the bed to grab the key, but her horny roommate doesn’t waste any time and starts to massage her ass under the pretext of helping her get back out. A bit of oil later and her pussy is ready to be filled by his big dick but the hostel owner hears the loud moans and comes over to...
xmoviesforyouChapter 1The CrossingTowing a horse trailer down a busy city street, at rush hour is not an easy task. The traffic was just crawling along. I seem to be going nowhere as the stop lights catch me one by one. I have to get out to a friends house to pick up four horses and haul them back to my farm for the spring. My friend is leaving to go out of town so I must hurry. “I wish I had gone the long way around and avoided all this traffic.” I say to myself as I impatiently drive down the busy street....
Jen was even more innocent than Ryan had thought, but it just made her more endearing to him. He was getting frustrated, but he didn't let on. He didn't want to risk upsetting her or losing her if he pressured her. But she was becoming more courageous, and he knew she liked their make-out sessions. She always felt him ever since that night, and one night when they were alone in his bedroom, his parents gone, she reached into his pants. He groaned from the touch of her hand on his swollen...
Monday 27-Aug 2007 Shahia stopped at the letterbox to get the mail when they arrived home for their weekly housework session. Chris waited at the door, concerned; she was walking up her path with the strangest expression on her face. When she got to the door, she said, "Chris, there's a letter from Lebanon here." Oh. That could not be good. He relieved her of her bag, took Maria out of the stroller, and then turned to go and sit with Shahia as she read the letter. She was already...
Felicia had just opened her laptop and was ready to start working on her project when the loud pulsing rock music began in her neighbor’s apartment. Since the new neighbor moved in over a month ago, he had been playing his music at top volume during the day, evening, and night. Previously, she was able to put her ear buds in and ignore it, but now she had had enough. It was time to tell her neighbor that he could not play his loud music at all hours of the day. “That’s it!” she said, irate as...
In a freeuse world, a man can fuck any woman he wants. That includes when and where. They could fuck their boss during a meeting. They could fuck their sister while she chats with her father. The possibilities are endless. Only a small set of rules exist to protect everyone involved. For this story, the most important rule is this: the only two ways for a woman to get pregnant are by her husband or by a breeder. While women are a clear class below men, there exists an even more privilidged...
FetishA week later I had a call from Margie, they were coming to town for a doctors visit and could they overnight at my place? Something they often did. I called the twins to give them the heads up and they went into full planning mode for the evening meal. After their appointment they called into the shop, I teased Margie about visiting the 'Pornshop' until she gave me curry. Jack was looking around at my merchandise and I saw him eyeing of my aliens, he tipped me a wink but kept close mouthed....
The Headmaster PT3 Final.It’s not necessary to read the earlier two stories other than I am the Gardner. The Headmaster’s wife watches her husband punish the students and, I found out recently, that they know that I fuck certain girls after punishment.Today the deputy head girl is to be punished. She has ebony colour skin and the largest pair of boobs in the school. My trusty video camera is set up to film the events across the yard and into the Headmasters study.I have a few minutes before...
Rachel Manning was a trailblazer. 25 years old with flowing long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. After only 2 years at BNN she had already earned a reputation as a tenacious and fearless reporter. In her short time, she had already taken down and exposed several key members in politics and science and just about everything in between. Then one day, while sitting at her kitchen table, she came across a newspaper article that would forever change her life. Olivia Muncy, a sexy 41 year old...
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