The chatter of the television rode faintly above the humming drone of the air conditioner."Not sure if I was a hero or a son of a bitch," is what Jenn...fer's father had said to me when I had met him earlier in the day. He said he wasn't sure which, but his "gut feelings" were to give me "thanks" for having "his little girl back". He had shaken my hand and I saw tears gleam in his eyes.It was six months now back in the States. I had resumed my career flying with Talbot Industries, although now. At a nod from her, the lithe British girl was quickly stripped of her dress, brassière and knickers, and cuffed to the four corners of the Princess's bed, face up. She trembled with terror as the Princess, whom she had trusted as a friend, signalled to the half naked gigantic negro who was always in silent attendance and he advanced towards her.The Princess gave an order in Arabic and the creature dropped his shalwar, revealing a penis which was enormous, even in repose. Worse, it was visibly. All excitement gone only to be replaced with terrible pain. "No please not again," he screamed as he draw her leg back, but to no avail, the second kick was delivered even harder into his aching balls. He passed out from the terrible pain in his balls, only coming to as he heard her on the phone to his mother in law."Mommy you must come here and look at my sissy husband," Oh thank you mommy, I know you will what to do with the sissy." Her mother owned the company he worked for. And she had. As she stares at me she uncrosses her legs and leaves them apart, almost daring me to look away from her eyes, as if to say I know what you want. I can’t resist looking down, but right at that moment my friend Adam stands in front of me as they return from the bar.“Here you go mate, best I could do” he says, handing me a bottle of larger. “not great I know.. you’re not even listening to me are you?”.“What? Look you’re stood in the way, sit down” I say, finally looking at him.“Aren’t you.