The parking lot in the center was full of cars. And as I looked around at the ground levels of the other buildings, they were all deserted too. Howeve..., there were lights everywhere. This was a brightly lit area, even if deserted.I spent a few minutes examining each of the dozens of dark windows and balconies overlooking me carefully. No one in them. No one awake. I gradually took off my robe, and got naked, holding the robe in my right hand. There I was, stark naked, my pussy, butt and boobs. But with the opportunity to seize a bit of fun the other day I decided to take up the chance presented to me of hooking up with a guy who lives locally and I have seen about town and chatted to a few times but never realised he was bisexual. He is in his mid 60's and is about 5'10", med/lge build with greying hair. I knew he was married as I had seen him and his wife in town occasionally, on Tuesday though I happened to bump into him as I entered the public conveniences in the town centre and. “you really are perfect for this role. Thank you for agreeing to be my slut.”Emmy just nodded and left.The second session started a week later with Alexander making sure to explain the ground rules to Emmy.“First of all, I want to thank you for coming back. You were spectacular during our first session and I am looking forward to many more sessions because of your incredible performance,” he said in a perfunctory manner.“Second, I need to tell you what things are off-limits as far as I am. I dragged the inert soldier to the side and then yanked the door open."Where John?" the man in the doorway said. He was carrying a short rifle of some sort and looked puzzled, his head and eyes went from left to right. I grabbed his uncocked weapon, pulled him into the room, twisted him around with my hand clamped over his mouth and knifed him in the middle of the back lifting him off his feet. He went limp and I eased him to the floor and pulled out the bloody blade, feeling it grate against.