"Auntie Mame is always saying that you need to get laid!" I taunted. "What does she mean by that?" Charley! Such talk for a son! She didn't say that....." Now her face was crimson."Well, what does she mean by that?" Oh, Auntie Mame is my big sister. You know! She thinks I'm cranky sometimes and I would be happier if I had sex more often." Is she right?" Oh, I don't know, it's kind of silly really. Just one of her old wives' tales. She means well. Besides, for me it has to be for love or at least. I was just getting back into his cock thrusting into me when he stopped dead in his tracks. I was so lost in him fucking me that I had no idea what was going on. I looked up and him and he looked frightened. Suddenly the curtain of the shower was pulled back and their was Carrie, looking at us with a look of complete shock on her face. “Carrie,” Milo said as he began to pull out of me. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, not letting him get away from me. “This isn’t what it looks like.”. ’ Jane winked, ‘It will be our little secret. I’m sure James Bond would be pleased that you share secrets with his daughter!’ At the mention of Jane’s father’s name, Moneypenny sighed dreamily again. ‘I’ll see what I can do,’ Moneypenny promised Jane. About an hour later, Moneypenny walked past Jane’s desk, unobtrusively dropping a plain, unmarked and non-descript envelope on top of Jane’s in-basket. When Moneypenny was a safe distance away to avoid suspicion from anyone else nearby, Jane. "For the past week, I had been getting up in the middle of the night and would tiptoe downstairs to play in the studio. I already had two of the four tracks recorded, and I was lucky in that the open reel four-track recorder was already cued. I set the two tracks that were recorded to "play" and patched my microphone and electric piano into the two currently blank tracks, setting them to record.I then turned on the amplifier. I put on the heavy headphones, despite the fact that I had an.