As Mari was drying her hair, John lovingly dried Mari’s back, finishing with a kiss on the back of her neck that caused her to shiver. They stepped ...rom the steamy bathroom into the cool air, walking hand in hand to John's bedroom. They embraced at the edge of the bed, and he picked her up in his strong arms. After lowering her gently to the fresh clean sheets, he moved to the end of the bed, where he began to massage and kiss her feet.Mari got up on her elbows to watch John kissing his way up. Always good fun, buying me presents at Christmas and birthdays, taking me for a ride on his horse when I was small. “Why are you being so horrible to me, Mr. Bailey?” “Sarah, I’m not being horrible,” he says calmly, “It’s completely up to you. Your choice.” I stare at him, helpless. I don’t have a choice. Slowly and reluctantly, I lower my arms to my sides, and reveal my private parts to him. He gives a knowing smile. “You know, I’ve often imagined what your little pussy might look like. When. Don’t you know it is stupid to pull a knife on someone when you have no clue how to use it or even who you are about to attack?”At least I don’t have to call the police. The cops are coming up right behind me.The guy fucking was off in his little world, so he didn’t notice what was going on.With cops getting it all on their body cams, I made sure the guy wasn’t able to drop the knife. I used my other hand to push him into the alley and then against a wall. The police announcing themselves got. Still, he was sure he'd made a mistake.Just then there was a shout and a brass band began to strike up a tune vaguely resembling 'God Save the King.' The bass drum was being hammered so enthusiastically it managed to drown out the cornets.The Soviet reception committee then looked to their left and saluted as the British and Soviet flags were run up flag poles. 'Oz' caught the hint and nodded to his men to do the same.After that, a blond woman approached in the uniform of a Major in the Red Air.