I opened my belt and unlocked my pant. I was little uncomfortable because everything was so fast. I looked at him he has already removed his pant and ...ow he was in underwear. He asked me to do it quickly and not to worry because he is working is working in railway police and he is going back to his room after duty. I was even more horrified. As you know the police has not much good reputation and here I was in the train coach with closed doors half naked in front of the railway police man. I. .. well ... the Fed Alphabet Soup knows but it ain't official ... yet.Harold called. "Mr. Anderson?" Speaking." I'm Harold Franklin calling for my dad, Ben, of Franklin's Flying Service and Aircraft Restoration out of Lansing, Michigan." You have my aircraft?" Came in today ... those are some big containers. The truckers are here and we need permission to crack the seals so we can inspect. Just so you know ... Immigration and Drugs are here too." Crack away, Mr. Franklin. Unless someone else is. If she would suck someone without me standing there. No one takes the bait. We sat for an hour or so and I finally tell her let’s go into the smaller room, she walks in first and I have her strip, and as I’m stripping I see out of the corner of my eye a nice looking black guy nervously looking at me, without her seeing I wave to him to come over. He walks in the room and I shut the door, she turns around full naked, DDs swaying and says oh hi! I tell him to take his cock out she wants to suck. 50 caliber handgun. ‘Hi, I’m Derek.’ ‘Hi, Derek. I’m Cindy.’ ‘That’s pretty good shooting.’ I supplied. She started laughing. ‘You”re not so bad yourself.’ ‘Thanks.’ ‘So what brings a nice guy like you to a place like this?’ She asked. ‘Oh, that was bad.’ I groaned. She giggled ‘Yeah… but I’ve always wanted to say that.’ ‘Mind if I ask you a question?’ ‘Sure, knock yourself out.’ She grinned. ‘How do you control that big thing?’ I tried to look as serious as I could when I asked this. She let.