It was getting close to the end of its shift so I made my way back to the bar, I left a bag on a seat making sure it saw me place it there. I watched ...t take it to back behind bar and inspect inside, it looked up a little blushed and nodded. I made my way to the room.awaiting the moment it knocked. I was very specific about the time and right in cue the door tapped. I opened it and grabbed it by the hair dragging it into the room and threw it over the bed. Nope, didn't say anything to it, just. I proceeded to tell her about Dima’s actions and his promotion, and Vanya’s political leanings. But I also promised to keep ANY mention of politics out of the meeting, and not reveal my ‘Russian Connections’ unless it seemed wise and appropriate. Barbara needn’t have worried.“Vladislav Tretiak!” I said as we walked into their conference room.“You know him? Just from the signed photograph? Do you read Russian?”“A tiny bit, but I’m a hockey fan, and I’d know Tretiak anywhere! I have a poster of. My dreams were coming true. After a few minutes we moved to the swimming pool. I went into the pool and stood in front of him while he sat on the edge. I moved between his legs as he pulled his cock from his swim suit leg and I sucked on him for quite a while. The more I sucked, the harder and bigger his cock grew. I could feel his cock going further and further into my throat. After sucking on his cock for quite a while, and he fondled my breasts and nipples, we finally moved from the. I guess this was my comfort zone. The only place where I could really be myself and relax. Going to pubs, nightclubs and wild parties was not really my thing, even though I would go every now and then. Also, I’m only eighteen and the pub and nightclub scene is fairly new to me – my Dad plays in a cover band at bars all over the city (we live in Adelaide, South Australia) and he’s suggested that I come out and watch a few times. I have to admit I saw some pretty ugly shit when I went to these.