The orders were coming in quite well but they were for small batches only. There were four big buyers and we needed their orders. Peter decided to hav... a social evening at our house and invites were sent out to just about anyone who might place orders.Twelve people turned up that evening including Jock Brown (a big buyer) and also Mrs, Jennings, another good buyer. I had decided to wear my uniform of a Chief Inspector in the London Met. My instructions from my husband were to circulate and talk. Olivia was hoping she could get her cell soon so she could lie down in peace and collect her thoughts. She was cold, she felt naked and she was scared. About 20 minutes later another guard appeared at the door.“Olivia Diaz. Come with me.”Olivia was led down the hall to her awaiting cell. There were a few hoots and whistles from some of the girls in the cells as Olivia passed by. They finally arrived at the cell.“24 North,” shouted the guard. “Open.”The door opened with a loud buzz.“Welcome to. Bill was there too alternately watching me wanking Brian’s cock and Joan rubbing herself. I was so caught up in the moment that the fact I was being watched, especially by Brian’s wife, didn’t bother me at all and I just kept pumping. More pre-cum appeared out of the cock in front of me and I went to lick it off but without actually thinking about it I just took his cock-head in my mouth and held it there. I ran my tongue over the smoothness and tasted the saltiness of his juice again. I. ." So stubborn?" I prompted. This was the theme I had run against my sweet sister. She was stubborn and status quo. She liked pop music and name brands. She liked whatever was most popular and easiest to like. And she was resistant to change on any level. The implication was that she was a republican and a straight girl. But the symptoms, the need to party and refusal to wholly convert to the gay rights cause, were the selling points for Alex, the things she liked least about my sister, the.