Anyway I worked in this ward for a couple of weeks and I got quite pally with one of the nurses sheila Harrington was her name she was Irish about 28 ...nd very sporty she was telling me that every Tuesday after work they used to go onto the sports field and play hockey and they were always looking for new players so thought I would give it a go, it was a great crack about a dozen or so evey week play for a couple of hours and go and spend the evening in the bar afterwards any way this particular. To gush into a glass and then consume the contents. I got to enjoy thetaste. And recycling is good for the planet, isn't it? At bedtime thisusually meant dipping the knob-end of my dildo into the glass as a way oftransferring the cum to my mouth. My dildo. My friend. Always hard. Evenwhen I was soft. But at least I now rarely got an erection when wearing a"normal" dress in public. Of course, it was quite different when I wasdressed as a maid.The following Monday I was up early. Aunt Alice. The flight had barely gotten off the ground before I was on the State departments video system. I had only intended to chat with Ambassador Bernardi for a general update on the Nimule refugee camp.When the control panel lit up that I was on the system, I was paged for chats for the entire flight. All of them were from Africa where we were in the process of finishing up the chopper deliveries and embassy upgrades.The SUVs met us at the airport and carried us to the security office. Andy was in. .. probably not." I admitted to her. In the murky rainy gloom, without a streetlight for miles, I really couldn't get a very good look at her, but she didn't seem to have a knife or any other sort of weapon in hand that was itching to bisect my throat."Well, that's not a 'no', so I guess we can still become friends. I'm just ... visiting here, really not much more than a passing stranger. A death in the family ... murder, actually." Her voice was low and sort of wispy, but I could clearly.