“Miss Flintkote.”“Mr. Murray. I have this letter from your office in Wellington.”I turned the letter over to him. He read, handed it back, exc...sed himself and called from his office.Returning, he asked to see the letter again.“Do you wish to allow the deposit?”“Can you tell me anything about it?”“An anonymous party ... all I can tell you. I, myself, have no idea who it might be.”“Any idea how much?”“No, Ma’am. A wire transfer.”“Well ... Hell. I accept.”“Thank you.” Mr. Murray gave me a sly. Something that you didn’t normally see. Many of the women were enlisted personnel and they mixed with the officers as natural as could be. Some of these faces were recognizable too, a number of them being clerks and secretaries on the staff at Supreme Headquarters.It was at that moment that Jacqueline finally found the object of her search. Or to be more specific, she found her as Lady Penelope waved to her from across the crowded room and quickly made her way to them.The woman making her way. It felt good, but it didnt feel right. Before dinner they both came in and showered. At dinner, Susan mentioned that really enjoyed the feel on the wind on her skin. Ginny smiled and mentioned that was one of the things that we enjoyed too. That and the feeling of being nude and free in nature. We just shared quiet time with each other, as a family, until bed time. We sleep nude. Ginny and I were curled up together. She stirred and I awakened. Her head was lifted. Whats wrong? She turned her. She had that intoxicating smell too. I chanced letting go of the arm I had been holding against her back. I spread her pussy lips with one hand and stuck my cock into her a little. It was a bit like carpentry. You position a nail in the right place with fingers and give it a few taps to get it started. Then you take the hammer to it in earnest. Sensing what was coming, she pleaded more frantically.I got both hands to her hips and shoved hard. She jumped and let out a yelp, which yielded quickly.