Poor choice of words: make that 'he was wrong.'Why was I engaging in this post-facto analysis of things? It couldn't possibly help the current situati...n. It was like I'd told Arti, I loved Zeus, too.But those feelings would have to be examined later. Right now, I had to work on getting them out of Shanghai.So ... phone call first.The phone in the pocket of POTUS quietly rang. In a few seconds, it was answered. "Yes?" Mr. President, this is Arthur Chesterfield," I said, using the same male,. ‘Please don’t remain standing for the entire journey on my account, Mr Chandos,’ I said, continuing to observe the comings and goings outside as the train pulled away. I waited until he had resumed his seat before adding, ‘But perhaps you’d be kind enough to put my suitcase on the rack.’ He rose again, did so, and then sat down again, an amused smile on his face.He made a pass at me fifteen minutes later, of course.They all want to. Some do, some do not, but Mr Gabriel Chandos was most. Carry the hamburger and hot dog buns to the first table on your right once you get outside.”“Sure, thing, Mrs. M,” Brian responded.So, now, we’re carrying food out of the back door and who do we see the moment we exit into the back yard? None other than our delightful looking dance partners, Claire, and Susan!Susan had her long blonde hair in pigtails and was wearing a pretty, pink blouse that had sequins on it. She had on a pair of blue jeans that looked brand new. A very different look for. “It’s nothing to worry about now. We’ve all learned more about ourselves and each other now. I’ve certainly learned a thing or two about myself, haven’t I?” Brandy remarked, winking at Melanie while she stroked her boyfriend’s cock.Brandy was very pleased that Chandler had given her another chance (albeit with the condition that she remained Dan’s slave). It was a small condition to her, one that she didn’t mind in the least and actually enjoyed, so she gladly agreed to sign on after the.