“Great, this time I have a lawyer and a cop to watch over. Oh what fun.” I replied scornfully. “Anything else I should know?”“The guy you ar... going to talk to is the member of a militia. I should say former member,” Mason suggested.“Let me guess, the other members don’t want us to talk to him,” I guessed.“God Sarge, you must be physic,” Mason joked.“I should be laughing, but note I’m not. Does Maurice by any chance know about the militia?” I asked.“He does, and he is depending on you,” Mason. “I don’t know,” she said, but unconvincingly. I pressed and said, “Come on you know you want it,” as I pushed the pictures toward her. “You know you want it.” As she stared at the pictures, she said, “He is very handsome and oh my that cock.” “Then you do want me to contact him?” I asked. Slowly and less reluctantly, she softly said, “Yes.” Later that night I sent my friend an e-mail saying, “The pictures did the trick she wants you to fuck her. When can you come?” When I returned to our. " and, OH, if they could only see her skimpy tease-bra collection. Oh...the bras with open fronts and the special ones with alligator clips around the cup-rims, ready to be fastened to tender tits and nipples. Two hours later the four men rang her doorbell. She was waiting. She KNEW they were coming. Against any good judgement, she said "Hi" and stood back from the opened door. The girl didn't know exactly what to do, what to expect. She relied on instinct and she just sank to her knees on. "You have nothing to worry about Sophie. Neither Lena nor I will mention it to a living soul. It's our little secret. You just get on with your life and we'll get on with ours, OK? Best for everyone, don't you think?" Sophie nodded and stood up, her musky perfume was strong and for a second or so, my lustful desires surged up and I almost kissed her. Sophie smiled and said,"Thank you Ann, and I'm so sorry for what I said. Shall I go up and see Lena and speak to her?" I put my hand on her arm,.