Now it had been two weeks fucking regularly with Lukas and she told me he had invited her to his house for a party he was having. She said I was invit...d to watch… and Lukas wanted to meet me…The day of the party Anita took extra time doing her makeup and hair. She shaved her pubis and she put on a garter and stockings and matching pushup bra. She walked in front of me full dressed like a real whore and bent over to show me she would not wear any panties that night.That evening I drove out to. I started removing my shirt followed by my knickers, as I got down to me boxers I looked. She said “Go on.” with a evil grin on her face. I took it off and, she started giggling and, said “No surprise you want to be a girl, you can never satisfy one with that tiny clitty-cock of yours, so you rather be a girl.” she kept giggling. I started putting on the panties then the bra I noticed she had started taking picture of me and, close up of my ass; she had that grin all the time. I was getting. Ross clicked on the icon.Mind you… if I were you… I would just wipe the whole hard drive clean but again… unfortunately for you again… I have yet another set stored in the cloud with an online internet host… which… I can access at any time on any computer” “Bastard…fucking bastard…” Susie pushed back with all her might causing Ross’s to stumble backwards. In an effort to stop himself he grasped the first things that came to hand… Susie’s large melons. His hands automatically clamped down on. The green carts carried us back to the Suburbans. I walked to driver’s side only to be stopped by Marcy.“No you don’t; Ambassadors don’t drive, they get driven. Get your butt in the back seat and don’t forget to buckle up.” Never argue with Marcy when she is that direct; you are not going to win.The General walked up, “I will follow you back to your office, then I need to find a motel room close to you as your liaison until you depart for Kampala.”Marcy’s driving was as fast as Jenny’s; I knew.