Colonel Slade had determined that I was the best man to send to St Helena to apprise the governor, Sir Hudson Lowe, of the suspected plot to plant an ...mposter in Bonaparte’s place. I was not pleased to be so ‘honoured’, but Slade thought I would be able to identify Colonel Ashby de La Zouche, who might be concealed amongst the counterfeit Corsican Rangers. I was given a day to arrange my affairs, and then dispatched by mail coach to Portsmouth, once again being forced to postpone any visit to. She likes tosurprise people," He chuckled. "It doesn't make you uncomfortabledoes it?" He asked, preparing himself for the worst. "Not at all. I just wouldn't have chosen a booth." We both laughed. "Let's go somewhere more private and wheelchair accessible. I know a goodplace just down the street," He nodded towards the door. After a few blocks we came to a little yellow bungalow with a ramp leading tothe front door. I followed him up and through the front door. It was a cutelittle house. I gave him a wider smile and parted my legs either side of him, trapping his waist. I put back my foot on the desk, revealing what I had done earlier. Paul moved closer and slipped his hand on to my bare thigh above my black stockings, I sat up and touched the front of his trousers; his cock twitched. Then he made me stand up and we kissed each other, as he groped my boobs through the thin material of my dress. I felt he was not so tipsy…As I rubbed his cock, he pulled the zip of my dress down. Don't forget to talk to Ian and give us a call about tonight. I'm sure Sue won't mind coming over here instead of you coming to our place... especially when I tell her about all the films and stuff you guys have."Jenny moved across to the bed and dropped down on top of him, rubbing the long length of her body against him."Don't worry, I'll tell Ian the minute he walks through the door. You don't have to worry about him, though; he'll be all for it."The touch of her was enough to start Ben's.