“You’re in luck, there are still two apartments available in one of the units. I’ve only put the one other woman in there with her friend. May I...presume that you two ladies will be doing the same?” she asked with a smile.“Yes, you may,” I told her. We gave her our names and our vehicle descriptions and license plate numbers. She printed out two of the standard housing contracts that the Agency uses. Chuck and I signed one, and Chris and Roy signed the other. She also printed out maps and. Just what’s going through that dirty little mind of yours?”“Never you mind. Just get your work done and get yourself ready for a very special call,” she said, then hung up.‘Well, THAT was different, ‘ John thought, then dove back into his work.Meanwhile, Emily was wolfing down her dinner, planning her surprise.She drew a nice hot bubble bath, got herself nice and clean, and shaved all over, leaving her pussy mound bare, with just a landing strip above, just the way John liked it.She laid out. I had to let the phone ring at least three times for it to run a trace. I was working off a satellite phone system, after all.Twice now, I was saved from answering calls from England. I let my machine answer them, with a 'leave your name and number after the beep' message. One was from the ministry house in London, the other was from the hotel where Courtney worked. I guess they were checking to see if I was really dead. I didn't return their calls, of course, much as it pained me not to.I. .." she cried. "Then show me slut! Fuck yourself with that cock! Show me what kind of whore you are! Fuck your cunt! Harder!" I shouted. Anne opened her legs wider and forced the dildo deeper into her slick snatch. While she stabbed the pink cock into her drooling cunt with one hand, her other hand was busy pulling and twisting and pinching her tight hard nipples and clawing at her creamy tits. The moans and whimpers and sighs she was voicing told me she was completely overcome with her.