”“God, tell me” I wanted to know.Sue told me she had drank a little too much at the barbut was okay. When they got to the house he m...de themdrinks and he started kissing her. He took her to afull length mirror in his bedroom and standing behindher slowly stripped her, kissing her shoulders andcaressing her breasts. “When his hand finally worked down, I watched in themirror as I spread my legs for him. It was so eroticJess.” Sue told me they stayed in front of. With relative perfect pitch, I can match up with anyone and everyone around me without any trouble. I'll notice anyone not in key, but other than that, it isn't a huge issue. I do, however, always work to get those out of key tuned properly. We are, after all, my school's Symphonic Band, not the Concert Band.Why would I bother getting the others in tune and isn't that the director's job? Well, to answer that is simple. Our Band's Director is my Saxophone instructor, so he knows me well enough. Even she said that it was the best day of her life & she cherished every moment.Both of us are quite tired now & decided to wear our clothes and start our work, it was around 1.15 p.m. or something. This time, I was sitting close to her rather than on the opposite side of the table, she was looking in the file, I took my face close to hers & kissed her lips again before she could sense it and I think that was the best kiss as it was a side on & that too an unplanned one. Now, she started. "Gerry was mildly surprised. There hadn't been any enthusiasm when he had called earlier in the week. Maybe Suzie had unrecognised diplomatic skills. It was irritating. "Good," Gerry said."It's this afternoon. I'll take you over. The Minister was anxious to meet the local contact as well as yourself."Ah, yes, thought Gerry, now I understand. He remembered the briefing notes with the profiles of the various members of the Kushtian Council of Ministers. "Randy old bugger," someone had scrawled in.