Plenty of time on my hands now, to ponder the huge mess I created.When everybody had calmed down and Helmut had taken over his duties again, I made my...elf mostly invisible amongst the crowd in the catering tent. I even helped there, cleaning glasses and collecting empties, pouring drinks and serving snacks. An anonymous busybody and nobody complained. Alfred, of course, had to choose this time to call me."Bert, what happened? I have been monitoring you all day. Even though Jake put the fear of. "He smiled wickedly. "Lay on the bed, then."I did.Immediately both my sister and wife snuggled over to me. I was kissed.I was petted. I was told that this was a good thing for me.Jason showed me a metal nipple cover. It was fat and outdented, lookingand making an nipple. There was a hole in it. I watched helplessly ashe pulled my falsie breast away, exposing my sissy nipple. He attacheda wire.He place the nipple cover over my A cup breast. He felt the fat I'dbeen growing. He fingered. Integrated global government. Globalisation. Nothing we’ve taken a stance against. Except that the head of Bilderberg is the Prince Consort of the Netherlands, who you exposed as corrupt as part of the Lockheed scandal. He may bear a grudge.”“Why is life never simple?”, I asked as I slumped in my chair.“You’re in the wrong business for simple”, Dan replied. “Ed and I have been talking, and we think it’s time you had someone tutor you on tradecraft. You know what I mean by that?”I nodded.. Eventually, she unfastened Mary’s skirt and let it fall to the floor. With her left hand still holding Mary’s bum, she brought her right hand round to Mary’s front and started to rub her thong feeling the outline of Mary’s wet lips underneath.“You are a horny little teacher, aren’t you?” she remarked. Mary could only whimper in answer to the girl. She felt Stephanie’s hand go into her thong and down to her bush.“Oh I do so like a wet pussy,” said Stephanie. “Now let me see if your red hair.