You are going to take a crate of armalites and one of AK47s and a load of ammo, and you will hand them over to a certain Billy Regan just outside Arma...h, then you are going to bring about a dozen people back with you no questions asked. They will arrive here safe and unharmed. You will pamper them and you will protect them.” There was a pause. “Do I make myself quite clear Patrick Brennan?”Pat Brennan looked both defeated and angry. “But Roddy, that’s the enemy. Regan’s a Proddy, a Brit. We. Could you do that, honey?" Aw... I don't like wearing skirt. I can't move freely, you know." But you look more feminine that way. Please wear one, will you?" I gave her an annoyed sigh and dashed to my room. As I finished changing my clothes to a white halter top and the blueskirt, I heard my cell phone rang. I looked at the screen and it read"Dan". Kimberly's boyfriend. My boyfriend. "Hi." I replied with a cold tone. "Hi Kim, Are you still mad with me?" Yes, Dan. I don't like it when you kiss. So, no point asking questions either. There was one obvious question to ask, and it lurched about in the back of the car being all huge and unspoken. I left it there for a while, until I tired of it kicking the back of my seat.“What about your father?”“I don’t think that lingerie would suit him quite as well, which is why I’d rather invite you, if that’s not a problem.”“Invite me where?” There was a slight pause whilst Ben seemingly wrestled with how much to tell me. I wasn’t overly impressed. Do you understand me?" Yes, yes of course, Professor. What do you want me to duh-OOO —." My chatter was abruptly cut short as the world-renowned scholar drove half of her left hand right into my vagina. Before I could formulate a response to this unexpected intrusion, I felt her fingers — now imbedded in my sex — begin to squirm and twist around energetically.I guess considering what happened over the next several minutes, I finally had something to thank Danny for. As I mentioned, my husband.