I was actually getting turned on by this. The plastic chastity thing was starting to hurt though. Diane took her fingers out of my boy-pussy....She even called it that. LOL. She ordered me to get my head down and ass up. Yes, ma'am. I could feel the head of the dildo start to rub against my boy-pussy. She asked me what I wanted. I want you to fuck me with your big, black dick! What? Please, fuck me with your big, black dick Diane!! That's better she said. She got the head in, and got me. Let’s get to work.”A phone call to Dr. Weisz provided two dozen names in Tel Aviv: government bureau heads, diplomats, and academics in five different institutions. Introductions from the professor had led to open appointments with half of them. Over the next hour I tied down times and locations, scheduling a series of meetings that I could hit before dusk on Friday.Entering Ramallah or Gaza would be risky until I had papers that could convince guards on both sides; I decided to set aside my. I smiled. “Good morning.”Her gaze sharpened, and she lifted her head. “What ... oh. I’m sorry, did I keep you awake?”“No, I just woke up, myself.”“I need to get...” she started to sit up.“Watch you-” I said quickly, but it was too late.Sharon tried to sit up in the bed, and ran straight into the padded ceiling. “Ow!” She dropped down onto her back, and clapped one hand to her forehead.“Watch your head, there’s not enough room to sit straight up,” I said neutrally.“It’s okay,” Sharon said after. She blinked, certain that she was seeing things in the dim light. The horrible noise continued until the hinge creaked, and then it stopped, and Michael stood up and looked at her, and smiled as though nothing was wrong. Hi baby, he said. Michael? She took a step backward. What are you doing? I thought I heard something over here, he said. I wanted to make sure it wasnt a mouse or a rat. You know how these old houses are. What I heard didnt sound like a rat, she said. He was staring at her. His.