"Now, next item. Tell me about the progress of", he glances down to check a name, "of Pavea?"Dr Mendeleyev and Neena both take a deep breath. Pavea ha... proven to be a very awkward project.Neena begins. "I have to be frank, Anatoly Sergeyevitch. She is difficult. Progess is slow but progress is being made. I think she is beginning to break." Igor Ivanvovitch?"Dr Mendeleyev clears his throat. "She has been a disappointment, Anatoly Sergeyevitch. When she became available, I thought she would be. Untermenschen.”I bit my tongue as an angry reply bubbled to the surface, and spoke in as conciliatory a tone as I could muster, considering I was fuming inside.“Those untermenschen you speak of were loyal, honest, hardworking, Englishmen. It is their labour, in foundries, coalmines, potteries, and textile factories that provides the wealth that allows Britain to leads the world in commerce and trade. They did not demand but merely requested that Your Royal Highness present their petition to the. ”I didn’t. I started to lightly stroke him with my fingertips, and then to play with his soft foreskin. I used my thumb and two fingers to slide it back, exposing the pink plum of the head of his cock, then drew it back over it. I did it again and then several more times, enjoying the soft, sensual, slightly wet and slippery feel of him, and he muttered, “Fuck…”“Still okay?”He nodded, staring down at my hand touching him, and I continued. Richard had curled himself into my back, his arm over my. We settled on the couch snuggled next to each other as we channel surfed to find a movie. We finally settled on some chick flick that I knew shed wanted to see. She was paying attention to the movie, but I was paying attention to her.She was absolutely gorgeous. She was 5'6" and weighed somewhere between 170 and 190. She has a natural bleach blonde hair color which only accents her skin complexion. She was white, but because of where we lived she had a slight tan that made her just a tiny bit.