I helped him up the stairs and he flopped into the bed, within seconds he was fast asleep.I went back down stairs and the three of us drank another bo...tle, Tracey and Susan were by this time very drunk but we were all having a good time so another bottle was opened, half way through this one Susan passed out in a drunken stupor.I said to Tracey that I was going to try and get Susan upstairs to bed, Tracey drunk as she was offered to help. The pair of us managed to get Susan up to bed. I told. For now, it was decided, I will take credit for that, as we want to keep the details and your name out of the public eye for now.”“I didn’t do it for the glory or for recognition anyway.”“We know that and that aspect of you makes me especially proud of you.”“Sir, your praise means more to me than medals anyway.”“As it may be, you are now technically on duty. We want you to keep your eyes and ears open, act on Union behalf. You are technically still detached to NAVINT after all.”I saluted. I want you in the bathroom. Yes? Do it for Lady Gwen." I was quick to follow her commands, as soon as I covered the picture. I doffed my huaraches, linen trousers, and the athletic shirt I wore. I never wore underwear anymore. I was naked and waiting for my Lady in the bathroom. She stepped in wearing nothing. She hadn't bothered to put on anything at all. Only her riding crop was in her little hand. Her arm lashed out with the crop, slapping my hard cock. I had forgotten. I could not become. Lisa is five foot nine, with pale, freckly skin and perfect 32C tits. She asked me what top she should wear and I replied that anything was fine, but she wasn’t allowed to wear a bra. A few minutes later, she came out again, this time wearing a sheer blouse with a floral pattern on the front, through which the outlines of her pert breasts were clearly visible. The back was a plain, see-though mesh, clearly showing off the fact that she was not wearing a bra.We arrived at the party and started.