Ambassadors Fauntroy, Morrison and Brenardi would handle moving the goods from the hangar to the camp.The C5 was going from there to Windhoek to bring...back Bob, Andy and all the crew with their equipment. Lorrie was combining flights to save money; besides, the State Department was paying for part of the flight anyhow.A State Department plane was carrying Ambassador Eaton and his family back.Ambassador Schmitt and the entourage arrived from Kampala early Friday morning. Rachael was sending me. ”She then walked around behind her desk, motioning for me to sit. As she walked, I couldn’t help but admire her fit shape even in the scrubs she was wearing. I figured she was a bit older than me so it was really impressive for someone so young to have such a huge job. She pulled my file and started chatting. She was really pleased to see my background. And was congratulatory on the work I was going to be doing with the VA which got the total support of the hospital.It was a fun and fast. "My name is Robert, not kid and I'm not part of your little navy. I'm acivilian so I'd like you to stop treating me like some swab jockey,"Robert seethed."Well look at you kid, using the naval vernacular like some shellback.Well excuse me for not being polite. Please mister Bingham, will you beso kind as to please inspect our newly obtained chattels and see ifthere is anything of use and then please bring it to myattention...please," Ray closed in on him, his nose almost. Unfortunately, nature took over my disgust at the suit and I started enjoying my humiliation. His slender cock moved in and out of my hole easily, making a squelching noise each time. My prostate was being brushed and my balls got pulled tight to my body as my cock got hard. Slapping noises could be heard as my large arse cheeks were hit by the suit's pelvis.I looked at the voyeur. His cock was short like he was. Cut and almost swallowed by his pubic fat. His thighs were large and hairy; his.