"He's not at Altifiord." He's not? How do you know where he is? How did David talk to him?" David called Altifiord, in Bern. They transferred him to H...rr Muller's home. He was just sitting down to dinner." How did David know to call Altifiord?" He knows someone in Washington, at the Treasury Department's head office." She held up her hand as the whole gang of old men were preparing to jump down her throat."He dialed the number himself after he had Jan connect him with the Washington. "Once again he grabbed a clipboard and some loose papers for the copierand went down the hall to check on what the magic was going to do toRita Wanamaker.When he rounded the corner he saw her standing at the filing cabinetsreorganizing files. He had to smile when he saw her because as soon ashe laid eyes on her, he could see a ripple pass over her body causingher to visibly shudder. She already looked considerably younger andher clothes were starting to change by the time Larry got to. I blushed and turned away walking up to her door and posting the newspaper through the mailbox. I heard her open the door as I walked off down the path."Hey, come back here, I want to talk with you!" She called out. "Don't be shy, come on."I wandered back my face red with embarrassment. She invited me in and made me a glass of chocolate milkshake. We sat for a while and she asked how long I had been admiring her. I came clean with her explaining how I had always liked her clothing and how she. You want more? He said in a demanding tone, You dont get to ask slut! His voice boomed, You dont get to say no. You can only sit there and take it, whatever I decide to do to you, you take it, because you are mine. Yes Sir, I moaned still shivering next to him. He was being mean tonight, normally he lets me beg, and ask for what I want. Im not going to complain, though. Im his dirty little cunt, and he has the right to do whatever he wants to me, and Im not going to lie, I love it when hes mean.