’ As he spoke his eyes flitted to my breasts and I thought to myself, that I wasn’t sure he’d help if he could. ‘Is there anyone else in the o...fice today?’ ‘No.’ he replied, ‘Just you and me.’ He went over to the hot air dryer and stood in front of it. After a couple of minutes his shirt was reasonably dry and it seemed he had avoided any permanent stains. While he was drying his shirt, I really couldn’t do anything but stand there in my bra. He was a man of few words. ‘So,’ I said when the hot. Little over 5 minutes pass as I put my pants on and relax hearing the moans from behind the curtains, then theres a knock on the door and I yell out to come in and with the remote I turn the egg on and hear a thud on the glass as Amy’s legs shake. Knowing that only meters away is a stranger Amy trys to stay quiet so I turn it on high and another thud on the glass along with moans this time as she just cant hold it back He looks at me with a confused expression asking what that noise was and I. “I saw your thingy this morning and it’s huge. I’m afraid it’s going to hurt when you shove that up my bum.”“That’s a very valid concern,” I admitted. “It will hurt if done wrongly, but I’ve done it plenty of times and I know what measures to take to minimise the risk.”Mel still looked worried.“Inside your bum is a bit like one of the paper carrier bags you got at the clothes shop,” I explained. “When empty they fold up into a tiny space. If you try to force a large object into them while. 'I visited London one winter. The grey, wet and cold weather was so miserable.' Miss Yamaha, in a revealing western style long dress, interpreted for me. 'Well you see, General Tanaka, I don't live in London, at least not when it's cold and wet. I've been working many many winters in warm weather, cleaning up the old opium operation from the former East India Company, helping my Aussie friends to deal with the native issues, solving the education issues in Hong Kong, and now enhancing the.