I needed to cum after less than a minute of doing this, but I had to hold it in.. this was too good! I was enjoying what I was doing so much that I h...d failed to realise that there was somebody out jogging and just about to pass me. "What are you doing!?" I heard a confused and maybe slightly scared female voice say. How was I meant to respond? She knew exactly what I was doing and I knew that if she was truly disturbed by what she had seen, she would have jogged on and not said anything. . Something told me not to go in there... and I should have listened but at that time I was as ignorant as a new born baby when it came to the way the world worked. I put my backpack on the floor by the door separating the kitchen and the living room. I took a deep breath and pushed through the door. Sitting down at the kitchen table with a box of Kleenex was my dad. ‘Oh no. Now what,’ flashed through my head. “I’m home. Dad what are you doing home? Where’s mom?” I asked without really thinking.. "Thirty five minutes later, the door to the inner office opened and the captain called him in. "About five or ten minutes ago, we received several reports that confirmed what you had told me earlier. As far as I know, we haven't heard anything from Washington yet, and we probably won't for a few hours. But, I just talked to the Ambassador, and he had just received the request from the new government for Maria Velazquez to go to Washington and he would like to talk with you. If you will come. "Let's give her a call." I'll have to go look for it. I'm not sure I remember where I put it."I found Vicky's card after searching for a while, finally fishing it out of the pants pocket where I had put it the night of the show. I hadn't worn those pants since then. In fact, I hadn't worn many clothes at all since the show. We'd spent almost every waking moment in the nude making and framing the enlargements we sold.I turned on the speaker phone and dialed the number on the card, then waited.