”“Oh, I always prefer the name change to further the sissy’s emasculation,” I said absently as I listened. “When might I expect delivery?�... I asked, somewhat more eager than I would have hoped.“Oh, and this is the best part,” she said, clapping her hands happily she was so excited. “I have him locked in his carrying-cage in the back of my Suburban right this very instant.”“Oh Susan, you have made my day,” I said gratefully. “It’s too hot to keep him locked up in your Suburban,” I added as we. The random images caused my cock to stir a bit, but I was far from hard yet.All of a sudden the door to my booth began to open and I quickly held it shut as though someone was unexpectedly trying to open the bathroom door on me. I reached down to lock the door to find that there wasn't one. I waited a few seconds to make sure the person understood this booth was occupied and moved on. Time had run out on the video machine and the booth went dark. I plunked another token into the slot and. I gently tugged on her shoulders and said, “Don’t cry honey.” She raised up and looked at me with her teary face and said, “You must think I am a stupid little girl with a crush. I am sorry, I said it without thinking. Please don’t be mad at me. I couldn’t stand to lose you. Please…” I cut her off with a kiss and said, “I love you too.” “You… you do.” “Yes I have for a long time. I have admired you from afar so long. Always stealing glances when I thought you weren’t looking. Afraid to tell you. The result has become an iconic chair.“No. We got his profile here. He reacts extremely poorly to being provoked. Doesn’t stand down. Ever. It’s like his thing.”“Oh, really? Sounds like a fucking excellent quality for a field operative,” scowled the soldier in charge of embassy security. We were in a building on the outskirts of town. It looked a lot like a warehouse. I’d gotten here in the back of a van, after a visit to the embassy for a little chat. And I got to the embassy in a car that.