” ..…We wanders around the mall for a long while, my son seeming to drag his heels.Then my cell rings…..“All done, Mr. T. I’m just locking ...p. You can come back now.” “Agent,” I silently mouth at my son as I’m taking the call. “By the way, Mr. T… have you been running a business from here?” “Scuse me? Business. What business?”“You know …. A business.”“Sorry. Dunno what you’re talking about.”“Well, just so you know, Mr T., in this county it’s illegal to run any form of business from a. So here I am, doggie styling it on my dining room table, naked as the day I was born above a gap of a foot on the table. She tells, me to lie down and let my fuck stick hang down below and I got all sorts of images of her sucking my dick from below in the gap and I was quickly recovering from my nut knocking!! I got flat on my belly with my hips over the gap when I felt a strap pass across my back and heard her messing with it and suddenly I heard the zip of the slack strap being pulled. Hard. Diana was lucky/unlucky enough to be my next conquest. "Undress honey," I growled.Diana stood there in my shadow for a moment then shed her clothing. Her pumps were first, next her dress and then the bra and half-slip. Finally she took off her bikini panties. She stood in front of me, in splendid nakedness. I smiled. She was the obedient type; she had no resistance within her. She trembled as she looked up at me. Diana knew she'd let me do anything to her. She anticipated what I wanted. The area where I was born and raised was the home of a large settlement of Germans. In fact, the little town where I went to school was called Des Allemands, literally, ‘The Germans,’ and one of my first best friends was German-American. It didn’t take me long being around him and his family for me to start picking up some basic German, and by the time I was 10, I could carry on a conversation with his parents in their native language. Later over the course of my life, I became quite fluent in.