.." Indisposed my ass. I need to fucking talk to Jeff. I'm on my way," the Sheriff snarled, his senses screaming at him that something was wrong.Whitw...rth took a breath. This wasn't a person under his command, and obviously someone not easily put off. "Sheriff Tate, Colonel Matthews has spoken of you, very highly in fact, but this conversation is restricted by national security issues. I can assure you that Colonel Matthews and his family are in good hands. As soon as Colonel Matthews can, he. For now, I felt safely tucked away from the bustle of everyday life, and had spent most of my time reading books and lounging around, thinking about what I wanted out of life. My host family didn’t complain about my lack of physical activity. They were an older couple who had never had any children and they were quite happy to have a surrogate son staying with them. They treated me very well. Mrs. Foster was happy to cook and clean for the family every day while Mr. Foster, now retired, sat. That night I slept well. The next day things got worse because I was no longer able to ignore "mom" with all her complaining and whining and unsolicited advice. My wife did her best to keep her mom amused, but it was a losing effort. As an escape, I took a long nap that afternoon. The penalty was I couldn't sleep through the night, waking up shortly after 3AM. I was glad I brought my laptop, which I took into a small conference room next door to surf the net. The third day was a repeat of the. Something about it was both repulsive and interesting. I could feel his eyes lingering on my body. “Take off the bra.” He commanded.“Yes Sensei.” I said. A simple command. I shouldn’t do it but the thought of giving into that command was sending waves of desire up my spine. I lifted my shirt but he shouted, “NO! Not like that. Remove it without taking off your shirt.”I obeyed. I reached up and unclasp my bra and then I pulled off one shoulder and then the next and finally pulled the bra down.