“Bloody well done. That French girl must have been a fine tutor!” She had been. Nothing was taboo for Naomi. She introduced me to delights I’d n...ver thought of, never mind experienced. She loved my arse, often with a dildo strapped to herself but mostly with her tongue and fingers. The first time I’d been shocked but she’d told me to, “bloody well let me get on with it. You’ll love it.” Right again. When the war started I joined the First Aid Nursing Yeomanry as a driver. I had learned to. The look on his face was priceless. The effect of the cold water had already dissapated and I knew he would be in for an uncomfortable night. I had faith in his harness, and knew his cock would be perfect in the morning. Evelyn arrived as usual the next day. She was dressed in everyday clothes as she had been asked. Jody arrived at 7:16 on the dot. He stripped, placed himself on his knees, and deftly unlocked his harness lock, freeing his cock. He then fastened his collar and leash. Happier than she had been when she had arrived, that was good, she must have gown accustomed to the Polars by now. She eyed the table apprehensively, the giant, furry aliens bustling and brushing shoulders as they chewed hunks of steak and shared side dishes between their neighbors. Though they had human cooking utensils, the Polars still preferred to cook their food in the traditional manner, the appetizing scent of food roasted over an open flame hanging in the air.“I’m uh ... I’m a. He and Garrett were sitting in a small bar near the capitol one evening discussing the election when the friend said, "I think I can win this thing but the coffers are dry. If I don't find some money in the next week or so I'll have to stop advertising and lay off most of my paid help. That will be like handing the election to Monty and we know what that will mean." Oh, hell, yeah. That bastard hates my ass. I crossed him several years back when he tried to get his nephew a cushy job in.