“You must be BJ,” said a man in a dark suit, approaching me. “Carter is waiting for you.”“Oh, ok then.” I followed the man to the lobby’... VIP elevator, and noticed at least six more men wearing identical suits, all patrolling either inside the lobby or at the doors and windows.“Is he a Senator or something?”“What was that?”“Nothing,” I said, quickly pulling out my phone. Just to be on the safe side, I started a text to Donovan with the word ‘HELP’ and the floor we were heading to, as well as a. Explaining that she'd followed Alatem and fallen asleep not long after getting there, only put half the guard's fears to rest. "I suggest you find out how she is slipping past you and amend the fact that you can't seem to keep her in the palace, up till now I have been tolerant but this can't continue," not really wanting to have them dismissed or punished Alatem knew she had to threaten them if they were going to continue to be her sister's protectors. Trok could only smirk as he thought she. I was no prude, and he knew it. I was a child of the '60's -- a real flower girl, in spite of my disregard for drugs.Just before our 30th anniversary, and six months away from the New Millennium, I sat one afternoon in the back yard. My bottle of White Zinfandel stood in the ice bucket next to my chair. I considered my life. I made a decision. I rose from the chair and went to the house. In the "family room" (I had to laugh: what family?) I went to the bar and pulled out the tequila. I poured a. "Looks like youre enjoying yourself, can I come in and watch you?" Too right you can I replied so in she came and looked at my hard dick and said "have I caused that?" Oh yes I said.She then told me how wet she got knowing that guys get hard and wank over her but this was the first time she'd ever watched someone do it. As I carried on wanking she put her hand up her skirt and started fingering herself looking at my cock then my eyes then back to my cock.This was heaven, there I was watching.