I stared at the passport. I knew it couldn't possibly be genuine. I hadn't had a passport since I was sent down and no-way would Archie have been allo...ed to obtain one for me legally. I had to admit though, if I hadn't known better, I would have been convinced it was me in the photo. Maybe it could work. Maybe I could use it to get away from the clutches of criminality that I seemed to be heading for. I knew damn well I couldn't leave the country legally because of my parole conditions, but. " It is known as the tongue of the ancients or the Druids; soon you will distinguish the different accents."I liked Alistair right away and I knew we would get on great together. It is something sometimes you just know and I also knew he was an outdoor person like me.All Alistair was carrying was a small overnight bag as we entered the house, I took him into the lounge and him the brigadier and myself sat down to talk the mission over."Is that all you brought?" I inquired pointing at his. Do you love it Victoria?!" He yells at me and I grin. "I love it you bitch!" I manage and I turn over my shoulder to see him grinning and he fucks me harder this time and I take his cock out, stand up, position him to lie down on the bench and I sit on his hips with each of my legs on the sides of his waist. Without even letting him say anything, I slide down on his cock and I thrust on his hips fiercly by moving up and down and I lean back, placing my palms on the ground and he rubs my clit. In that mild southern drawl. “I’ve had that guy you’re telling me you fucked.” I replied. With a grin and a look down at his crotch. “Yeah, and…” “Well, I’ve never gotten that far with him.” “I’ll tell ya why.” He said. And piqued my interest to the point where I took a step closer to him. “Yer cock is too damn long for him to take.” He said with a chuckle and a glance at it. “I told him I’d go easy on him.” I lamented. “Well, I’ll tell ya,” He said. With laughter and another longer.