Chapter 85: Chapter 84: Death of James!?
"And that's the last one; now, all we've got to do is drop off this dump truck in one of Serbia's cities, preferably the capital." Said Tut while holding the dump truck above his head as he flew out of the other country's capital after having captured their dictator, though he was required to use some force.
"Much quicker than I imagined this was going to be; it's only been like thirty minutes since we've left the refugee camp. Those two still fucking?" Remarked Sara lightly as she looked at Tut's watch before curiously glancing at him.
"Yep, not only are they still fucking, Wanda even gave him a blowjob. What an amazing girl." Replied Tut with a nod while slyly smirking before glancing at Sara, who huffed in annoyance and looked away.
"Hehe, I'm merely teasing you, Sara." Added Tut with a chuckle, though Sara didn't bother reacting and ignored him.
Shaking my head, with a truck full of ministers, generals, and a dictator, I flew us back into Serbia and toward the capital, which is called Belgrade, I believe; the flight back was rather quiet, other than the people above trying to figure out how to escape, Sara and I were silent. She seemed a little annoyed that I kept bringing up the blowjob topic while I was simply enjoying the taste of flying; after all, it hadn't even been a full day since I first learned how to do so.
"You think you'll be able to get the job now, Sara?" Asked Tut curiously while glancing at Sara, who protectively held her camera in her hands.
"The pictures are amazing, not in that way, of course; there is nothing good about war; however, I still need to write an interesting headline and a whole article." Replied Sara earnestly as she swapped through the hundreds of pictures she'd taken before sighing at her future work.
"How about this, 'Stark, just as evil as we thought?' That's pretty good, right?" Remarked Tut with a slight smile, causing Sara to chuckle as she seriously thought about it.
"It's not bad; it should still garner much interest in the public, but I don't know, it feels a little too cliche, if you will." Replied Sara with a thoughtful expression before frowning and shaking her head.
"Ay, this is why you're the journalist, and I'm the bodyguard; we've got our roles to play." Said Tut, earning a smile from Sara while she rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, and you've been doing a damn good job at it; I just don't know how your future employers will feel when they learn you slept with your first employer. It doesn't look very good on a resume." Remarked Sara with a grin as she grabbed Tut's crotch, causing him to hiss.
"You're not wrong, but professions change; this bodyguard thing may not be for me; I might want to be an escort, and with my looks, only the baddest of bitches will want me." Declared Tut as he shrugged his shoulders before putting on the light-skin face, causing Sara to squeeze his crotch.
"First off, I'm pretty sure that's not how a male escort works; secondly, you're damn sure not about to be an escort while dating me, you've got that?" Stated Sara with a shake of her head before intensely eyeing Tut.
"Yes, Ms. Grey, I promise I won't go behind your back and sleep with hundreds of bad bitches, under the condition you give me a blowjob when we get home." Replied Tut with a nod before smirking toward the end while Sara squeezed his crotch even harder, though only her defense had been enhanced, not her strength.
"Don't call me Ms. Grey ever again; it makes me feel old, and it reminds me of my Mom." Said Sara as she subconsciously shivered while releasing Tut's crotch.
"Speaking of your Mom, I've already gotten a preview of how you'll look when we get older, and I'll tell you what, Sara, I'm not disappointed one bit. I can't wait to sleep with the Milf version of you in the future; I heard a woman's sexual drive peak in their mid to late 30s and stay that way well into their 40s." Stated Tut enthusiastically while imagining him fucking a middle-aged Sara for an entire day, which was really just an image of her Mom.
"You know, I think I'll opt not to comment on that. Though, with how horny you are, I feel like you'll sap me of my sex drive before I make it to 30." Remarked Sara lightly before glancing at Tut's crotch, which was pitching a tent.
"I'm not even that horny; I'm about as horny as any teenage boy my age, I think. Besides, you're one to talk; you think I can't see you've gotten a little wet from grabbing my crotch? You're just as horny as me." Said Tut defensively as he looked at Sara's crotch, looking right through her clothes.
"Hmph." Muttered Sara in slight embarrassment as she huffed, folded her arms, and looked away.
Smirking at Sara, I shook my head before speeding up, flying through the air far faster than before and arriving at the capital within a few seconds. Flying overhead, I looked towards the city and found the place where the government officials reside; being quick about this, I speedily flew down there and set the dump truck right in the middle of the building grounds, which was gated off and protected by the army.
"Ya'll owe me one!" Yelled Tut loudly, his voice traveling across the entire area before he and Sara suddenly vanished, just in time as tens of guards surrounded the dump truck.
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With everything being taken care of, Sara and I headed back toward the hotel in Romania and grabbed our belongings before leaving as we flew back into the sky, concealing ourselves far above the sky.
"So, want to take the long way? Or the short way?" Asked Tut curiously as he looked at Sara sitting on his back while her legs hung off the edge of his body.
"What's the difference?" Replied Sara with a raised eyebrow.
"One's a scenic view, while the other one isn't." Said Tut, causing Sara to ponder before eventually shaking her head.
"I'd love to visit the world, but not right now; my groin's in pain, I've got a lot of work to do, and I've just finished experiencing a war-torn country. I feel like I need some time to process everything." Stated Sara in exhaustion, wanting to just sleep for the next week.
"Yeah, I feel you. I'd also like to return to my normal life for some time. Though this was a fruitful trip and a real eye-opener." Said Tut lightly while Sara nodded in agreeance as she laid down on his back, her sizeable breasts squishing against his shoulders.
"Still, I'm in a rather good mood; I just stopped a war and am now returning home with a girlfriend. This definitely wasn't what I was expecting when I joined you on this trip." Added Tut with an optimistic smile while speedily flying through the sky, quickly leaving Romania, passing over Serbia and other countries on his way to New York.
"Same, although, I won't lie, I was kinda hoping for the second part; I had those condoms with me for a reason." Remarked Sara with a nod before awkwardly mentioning her plan.
"Speaking of condoms, how long has it been since you first started harboring feelings for me, Sara?" Asked Tut curiously, causing Sara to sigh, though she still told him.
"It first started when you saved me three years ago; at that time, it was just a small feeling. Though by the time you were 12 and beginning to grow, so did my feelings, and it wasn't until earlier this year that I really held romantic feelings for you." Replied Sara softly in slight embarrassment, though after getting no response from Tut, she frowned.
"Is everything okay, Tut?" Asked Sara lightly as she leaned forward and looked at his face.
"I can't hear my Dad's voice, and my Mom, she's crying." Said Tut with a frown as he searched for James's voice, yet to no avail.
Feeling something was wrong, I shot right for New York, passing over the Atlantic Ocean in a mere second before arriving in Queens, though given the time difference, it was early in the morning here. Landing in our backyard, I dropped the suitcase I was carrying and sat Sara down before entering through the back door; looking around, I saw Dad's old truck parked in the garage, which only deepened my frown. I could hear roughly half the U.S. and part of Europe, yet I couldn't hear my Dad's voice at all, and along with his truck present, my heart started beating uncontrollably as, for the first time in this new life, fear started to creep inside.
"T-Tut, is everything okay?" Asked Sara in concern as she fought through the pain and walked after him, though he never responded and headed directly upstairs, causing her to sigh.
Approaching Mom and Dad's room, I didn't bother to knock and entered directly inside, spotting Mom sitting on the ground next to the side of the bed where Dad usually sleeps. I'd usually be happy to see her, but she looked utterly terrible; tears were rolling down her face, her eyes were baggy, her clothes were dirty, her hair was a mess, and she smelled like piss. Though I didn't care about any of that right now, as I approached her and while doing so, I saw a picture of Dad on her lap, causing the fear I felt to worsen.
"M-Mom, I'm here, what's wrong?" Asked Tut softly, kneeling down before Hana, who looked at him, causing the life in her eyes to return as she rested her hand against his cheek.
"Pharaoh." Said Hana softly as she looked into Tut's eyes, her pain subsiding if only a little.
"Yeah, I'm here; where's Dad?" Asked Tut as he grabbed Hana's hand, though his words caused new tears to stream down her face while her hand trembled.
"J-James, y-your father, h-he's dead." Replied Hana, in pain as she tried to stay composed, though she started crying once more, barely able to finish.
Hearing Mom's words, I froze; I believed her words. Mom would never lie about something like this, yet I didn't wish to believe her for a single second. Dad was my Dad; how could he die? I-I wouldn't ever let him die.
"M-Mom W-What happened t-to D-Dad?" Asked Pharoah in a trembling voice, ignoring Sara, who had finally made it upstairs and silently watched everything.
"He's dead, Pharaoh! He's not coming back!" Yelled Hana in anger and sadness as she hit Tut, only to freeze when she saw tears streaming down his face.
"I-I'm sorry, Pharaoh; Mom's here for you." Said Hana as she put on a strong front and hugged Pharaoh, who reciprocated the hug while crying silently on her shoulder.
"D-Dad." Muttered Tut between his tears as he tightly hugged Hana while softly patting his back, ignoring the pain of her broken hand from hitting him.
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HOLD THE FUCK ON! What the hell just fucking happened!? James, Pharaoh's Dad, is dead!? Nah, something ain't right, I've got to be fucking lying to y'all. Right?
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