Shit... I didn’t think I’d put her in such a tough spot — I almost feel guilty for giving her that problem. She was so excited at the idea of helping and I don’t want to make her feel stupid.
Instead...
«If we only consider the two possibilities "help the hunter" or "run away," then this is a problem with no optimal solution... but why should I limit myself to just those two possibilities?»
«What do you an?»
«I an that life isn’t a ga show and the decisions you can make when you’re facing a problem are practically infinite. And among an infinity of available solutions, it’s mathematically impossible that there isn’t at least one correct one.»
«On paper you’re right... but you still haven’t answered my question.»
Veronica smiles at .
«The problem is in the question itself, my beloved Jacey. You asked whether I’d help the hunter or run away — in short: whether I’d help or not help the hunter. You didn’t find a solution because you approached this riddle in a totally wrong way. You evaluated only the two opposite extres — help or not help — when there are infinite shades in between. Instead of trying to find a solution right away, first think about the right sequence of questions that will let you arrive at it.»
«A right sequence of questions...» I repeat, puzzled. «Like what?»
«Like: which scenario gives the highest chances of survival? The first two scenarios that co to mind are one where the tiger and the hunter kill each other, or one where the tiger kills the hunter, but doesn’t know I’m the one who guided him. And how do I make them kill each other, or go along with the hunter’s request without making the tiger my enemy? Those questions will lead to other questions, which will lead to the solution. The hunter gave the zebra a day to think — more than enough ti to work out an effective strategy. Either way, I made this long speech only to open your mind and let you face, on your own, the problems life will put in front of you. I could’ve given you the most optimal solution right away, but I figured it would be more useful to tell you first how I got there.»
«Y-You’re telling you really managed to find a solution to this problem?!» I stamr, stunned.
«In this problem, just like in life, there are no solutions with a 100% chance of success — the variables are infinite and unpredictable, so it’s impossible to account for them all. For the sake of argunt, I could study a strategy to convince a potential investor, but if that person dies on the way to my office it’s obvious I can’t close the deal. Yet when I plan a eting, I certainly don’t take into account what to do in case the investor has a fatal accident. I only evaluate things I can control, or things that have a good chance of happening. And with that in mind, I do believe I’ve found the solution with the highest survival rate. I’m not saying 100%, but it gets very close...»
«Which is?» I ask. I’m wide-eyed, hanging on her every word. I can’t believe she actually managed it... and in so little ti! I’ve been thinking about it nonstop for almost ten hours, and she did it in a handful of minutes?
I never doubted my mother was a genius, but now I really have proof! It’s no coincidence she was appointed CEO at only thirty. If thanks to the advice she’s about to give I manage to get out of this alive and clean... I’ll never be able to thank her enough! I’ll fuck her every single day of her life, even when she’s an old, wrinkled mummy!
She smiles at and caresses my chest. Then she slides lower. Her nails graze my abdon and finally her fingers close around my cock, now completely dead. Not because I’m not attracted to her anymore — on the contrary. Partly because I ca inside her just about ten minutes ago, but mostly because of the flood of doubts and thoughts swarming my head.
«Don’t rush. Later I’ll tell you... there’s still an hour before I have to leave the house for work. We’ve got all the ti to have a little more fun...» she says, her hand moving faster and faster up and down along my soft cock.
Fuck... I must really be in a bad state if Veronica has to jerk off just to get hard. That hadn’t happened in... hell, five years?
Well, back then I was only thirteen and my physical prowess obviously wasn’t what it is now. I still rember — especially the first tis — that the mont I ca, one second later I already wanted to go back to fucking her. But unfortunately even vampires get hit with that curse called a "refractory period," which at that age made wait even longer than I do now. So, to shorten the ti, Veronica would jerk off. Back then, when it was soft it was so small it fit entirely in her fist, and the way she stroked it so hard I was almost afraid she’d rip it off.
Aaaah... I can’t wait to get this weight off my shoulders and end this whole thing once and for all. I can’t take it anymore!
«Speaking of that riddle,» she continues. «The eagerness and passion you fucked with this morning... don’t you think they’d be the sa ones that poor zebra would use to say goodbye to her partner before the big day?»
No sentence could’ve been more spot on... since the zebra in that riddle is really ! Either way... what kind of comparison is that? Not even lania would’ve managed to find an erotic twist in a riddle like that.
It takes almost two uninterrupted minutes and even the help of her tongue before my cock reaches the minimum hardness necessary to go inside Veronica. She, who has stayed by my side until now, flips on top of , still holding my half-erection. Then she guides it toward her wet pussy and lets it slide inside her. A soft moan slips from her lips — nothing like the real screams I get out of her when I’m in full form.
«Looks like this riddle is driving you crazy if even having it inside isn’t enough to get you perfectly hard...» Veronica comnts with a faint note of disappointnt. «Let’s play a ga — make co by seven in the morning and I’ll give you the solution, otherwise... well, you’ll never know.»
Since when did Veronica start blackmailing ? But since my life is on the line, I don’t think I have any other choice. I need to co up with sothing.
She leans forward with her body. Her huge tits press against my face, her full lips brush my ear. Then she whispers sweetly sothing really... strange.
«Fuck the way only you know how, my little zebra.»
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