" The admiration in his voice was loud and clear. "Will things remain the same with the new Ambassador, do you think ma'am?" Thank you," she said, "If...you stay in the diplomatic service you will learn at least two things. First you will learn that every new Ambassador has to create a fresh set of contacts and unspoken agreements with the host nation and the other embassies. Second, you will learn not to ask stupid questions. Oh, and I am not ma'am any more. I am not the Ambassador, just plain. “GOD! THAT’S BIG! NOW! NOW!” cried Bev.Bev came again. I think she was leaning over me. Was it was her sweat dripping on my chest? I kept pounding.“LOVE IT! WANT IT! FUUUUUUCK,” Bev cried.By now her body was shaking all over. I felt like I was indestructible. I just wanted to keep pumping Bev’s hot cunt.“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,” Bev cried.By now Bev had collapsed on top of me. I felt her orgasm shake her from head to toe. I didn’t miss a beat. I had my hands firmly on her hips and was still. . And so it was that I was convinced that I was completely a "normal" hetero and without wishing for any special desire for same-sex sex - At this period of my life I was working in the theatre and it is no great secret that in this domain, there are far more "queers", homos, "dykes" and lesbians than there are in, say, coal mining !! - Almost as many as "normal" heteros in fact.....One evening I'd been invited to a birthday party of one of our colleagues and as you can imagine the ambiance. “Oh sir… oh please oh please, sir, “ I quavered like a ninny.“Think this little dipper can plumb y’r smudgepot, Jane Eyre?”The erection was on me. The fat tube was darker than I had seen, heavy with blood, while the great slab of meat that was the cockhead, with its thick corona, seemed to be palpitating to get at, into me. The sliced eye, whitely oozing, accused my very essence. The entire organ had the rigidity of throbbing iron and to think I was to be “done”, hewn in half by…I turned to.