As a member of the DEA, I had to head down to Mexico to collaborate with Mexican police on a raid of a bigtime cartel leader, but it was what happened after which was most memorable. Mexican police bore the brunt of the casualties, but in the end, me and him got into a gun battle and although I was hit, he was the one who went down. While searching the house for all the drugs, I encountered a young girl of 18. She had a thin body and waist, but still large tits and ass and a beautiful face with thick lips, dark bronze skin, and black eyes and luscious black hair. However, before I could notice any of these things about her, I saw her crying by herself in a room.
"Who are you and what is wrong?" I cried out in Spanish.
"Please don't hurt me, my name is Maria and I hate my father and what he does," she responded in perfect English while getting up and revealing all her curves, although covered by a tight black t-shirt and yoga pants covering her whole body, still in tears.
"Who is your father?" I demanded to know, this time in English given how she knew I was American, probably by my accent or my DEA uniform, and since she responded in English.
"The man whose house you raided and the man you killed," she responded, pointing to my blood-stained uniform.
Protocol would have me detain her for questioning, just to make sure she was innocent, but she was in such a messy state and just so sexy I asked her out on a date, which she accepted.
The day of our date, I looked at myself in the mirror. I thought about my wife and kids back home. My wife would give me permission to sleep with other women while I was risking my life out on mission, so there was no problem with that, but I still felt bad about this one. Maybe was because I killed her father, although he was a piece of shit who deserved it.
As the day of the date rolls around, I picked Maria up at a meet-up point. She was incredibly sexy in a low cut crop white crop top, revealing lots of cleavage, and in short shorts which were so tight you could see her ass cheek pouring out of it. As soon as she got in my car, I gave her a big kiss on the lips. She pulled back though, which surprised me. "What's wrong?" I asked her.
"I... it was the first time a man ever kissed me... my father would never allow such a thing to happen..."
"You're a virgin?" I asked in shock.