"She raised the other eyebrow. "I'll ask the head of the project to telephone you. He's in Washington."A few hours later I received a telephone call f...om John Bright, the Vice President for International affairs for the Christian Mission to Sudan (CMS) – which is the name I will call the charity. "Let me tell you a little about our project," he began. "Sudan, as you know" -- actually, I didn't know -- "is suffering from a civil war between the northern part of the country which is Islamic and. SLUT” He over exaggerated the last word but it did the trick on Claire. She turned towards him and as she passed him she kissed him on the lips quickly and licked his face tasting her own juices. Something she has never let me do ever. That was it for me without even touching my cock it exploded over the back of the door and floor. Christ there was gallons of it. I just kept pumping and pumping and had to hold on to the wall to stop myself from collapsing on the floor. I looked back in the room. He shakes his head. Forget that.The day slowly creeps on. Derek tries his best to get his work done, but just finds it too hard to concentrate. Even his phone calls to clients don’t go very well. He can’t think clear enough to help them in any sort of way, not even when it comes time to find them a loop hole in the system. That is why when Udasa’s secretary calls him it is sort of a relief.He dreads having to go to Udasa’s office and explain what happened in the bathroom. Maybe he doesn’t have. I saw her every day when I sat out watching the Gulf and the beach with my morning coffee, enjoying the early morning before I went in to start work.I’ve lived here for almost twenty years, since I was eighteen, and thought I knew everyone in my little corner of paradise. But I had never seen her before she just appeared one day – and every day after that.Since I work from home, I always dress in a white linen jacket and tan slacks with an open-neck blue shirt on work days. I find it helps me.