. but I could go to my grave secure in the knowledge that France appreciated my actions by providing the information about the girls in South America....hen the territorial police put the certificate in a file, stamped it TOP SECRET and put the file away in a safe at the Deuxième Bureau de l'État-major général (Second Bureau of the General Staff). France ... what can I say ... they're French.As I was saying, as we finished up with the assorted Ambassadors and Chargé d'Affaires and everybody had. I was wearing a new girdle that day, a nicer one that really accented my ass in those slacks. We went back and forth on the conversation until, she asked me to step back from the counter. I did then turned around. I gave her a profile, while pushing my little boobs out then, gave her a good look at my ass.“OH my God…you are!”She’d seen the outline of the girdle, the zipper in the back of my slacks and the faint outline of my bra. A few of the other girls were now watching; they smiled, they. He's all the time talking about the Edenites as 'the enemy, ' that's all he can see. He's training us like we're going to war, and it just doesn't fit what I know." I see," said the colonel non-committally."Actually, he's overtraining us," Zo continued, encouraged. "If we really were going to war we'd be leaving our war in the training room. Every day is drill, drill and more drill, and he's big on hand-to-hand, I guess because he's damn good at it himself. At one time or another he's beat up. I wished him good night and crashed onto my bed. That next morning there was a knock on my door. I figured it was my friend who I had asked to check in on me after I started doing the webcam modeling. Instead it was Mike. I immediately recognized him ...even with clothes on. He walked in very excited. Mike was in his late 30's, slender, mustache and was really hung..9 inches. I was shaking as I let him, I looked down my hallway and saw my friend coming down. I gave him a quick thumbs up and he.