“It’s OK Tom, don’t worry, we could tell this sort of thing was new to you but relax and enjoy it. We just want to make you feel good.”“Yes ...om,” said Jane, looking back over her shoulder and knowing what was happening, “you have fucked me, Paul’s wife, so don’t you think it fair that he can fuck you now? Paul has wanted to fuck you as much as I have since we first saw you, you wouldn’t mind me sinking my finger into your ass hole would you, so what’s the difference? Try it Tom, you will love. You know this is not a normal job interview. Then again, it's not a normal job. You know that too. Anticipation clutches at your stomach.The man who greets you has a matter-of-fact air of easy confidence. You guess nothing you might say or do would surprise him. You shake hands and he says his name is Robert - no surname, just Robert. His grip is firm and businesslike; you think, nice cool hands belong to a nice warm heart. You hope.He asks if he can call you Amanda. You tell him, of course he. I could see the happiness in her eyes. But I did not just wanted to look. I wanted to do things with her.After some time she moved and slept on her left side which means that her back was facing me. I think she did that on purpose. She wanted me to admire her body. So I was doing what she wanted. She was moving her butts slowly while lying there. It was making me go crazy. That was too much.She removed the bed-sheet a little from the lower part of her body. I could not control any more. I. I took my really well prepared breakfast to the table by the window. I was seated only a few minutes when the sergeant major came to seat himself at the table without asking."Have a seat Sergeant Major," I said."Thanks I will," he replied. "So where do you see the danger." Everywhere to differing degrees," I replied."Good answer, on a scale of one to ten where to do see the first one over five," he suggested."Mexico city airport terminal about a five. Not from kidnappers but more than likely.