He looked there and sure enough, it had to be coming from behind, what he thought was, a decorative stack of whiskey barrels. He was on the back side ...eeling around when he found it, quite by accident. It was the trigger to opening a secret door and finding a hidden room. The barrels were all mounted together and swung out like a gate on a hinge. behind the barrels was a vault like door that could be securely dogged down. Beyond that was a bunker set up like some kind of lab out of a 1950's. He’s been my secret friend for a little while now, and he can be yours too if you like, but he has to be an absolute secret. And you can’t tell anyone about this, or I’ll tell everyone you’ve had sex with both girls and guys.”After being quiet for a moment, Kimi said sadly, “That’s not very nice, to threaten me like that. Why are you being mean and nice at the same time?”“You have to understand how important it is that nobody knows about this, because everyone–you, me, my friend¬– we’d all get. When I knocked the door, Aruna opened it and welcomed me inside. Her friends were there too. She introduced me to them. We went into the room, locked it and switched off the fan (switching off the fan was a part of our plan). We hugged each other. I removed her clothes except for bra and panty and she was damn sexy. She removed my clothes except for underwear. We started kissing. I inserted my hand into her panty and started rubbing her pussy.Then I made her lie down, removed her panty and. It was signed, apparently, by His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah of Kobekistan, and the simplest of inquiries established that the telephone number quoted was that of the Kobekistani Embassy in London.Having discussed with his junior partner, and with his wife the pros and cons of making the telephone call, Thomas Parker-Wilkinson decided that if it were a joke, it was an expensive one, and that he had little to lose by complying. The Embassy switchboard operator would be the only one.