I grabbed the string to her apron and undid it."Just where do you think you are going?" I asked."Back to finish making breakfast," said Sarah with a g...in."I am sure Bree will figure out you aren't coming back and finish it herself," I said."No Greg, I need to get this done," she said.As she protested I took the apron off of her and dragged her into the shower. Ashley got out and started drying off."I will take care of breakfast," said Ashley with a smile. "You two haven't had a lot of time. This is an Armani suit. I drive a Porsche 911. I dowhat I do and I do it well. She was hardly qualified for the job to beginwith. She had no experience, no college, and I am fairly certain she didnot even finish high school. She only got the job because during herinterview she told me some sob story of how her parents had died and itwas just her raising her younger sister. I had a moment of weakness andhired her. I am quite happy I got a chance to remedy the situation soonerrather than later.. The embassy attack had been broadcast worldwide, plus the Nimule camp was getting all kinds of air play in Britain. Every media station in Britain and Ireland had made treks to the camp and several others, according to Ambassador Fauntroy.I completed calls to British Ambassador Fauntroy and Canadian Morrison telling them I was back in Kampala. I asked that if they had time to come to Entebbe in a couple hours to see what I had brought for the camp.I called Israeli Ambassador Dansky to tell him. Tell her what you are. Tell her what I made you," he commanded.I took my mouth off his dick long enough to say I was a cock slut."No, that's not all, tell her all of it," he demanded.I knew what he wanted to hear. I didn't want to hurt Laurie. I loved her. I know that sounds crazy but I did and I still do but I knew what he demanded to hear, "I'm a gay cock slut," I admitted.Ashamed, I went back to sucking on Steve's huge rod which was now rock hard in my mouth,"See, pretty worthless to you..