Meanwhile Adam stretched into position to work at the harder muscles.'Oh I've known Josh since college. I noticed k**s were always picking on him in t...e canteen so, yeah, I made sure it didn't continue and we've been good friends ever since,' Sandy recalled nonchalantly. 'How about you?''Well, we work together. He actually says a lot of good things about you?''Oh he does?' Sandy perked up. Damn, his hands knew what they were doing. 'Well that's... good! Like what?''Err... Like you're really. . you know, give him a blowjob?" I'd love it darling, I'd love to see those beautiful lips sliding over his prick." I'm getting rather wet thinking about it. I bet you're hard, aren't you?" Mmm yes," I agreed, "but not as hard as I will be when I see you with him"."As long as you stay that way," she laughed and drained her drink. "Shall we go?" He met us at the door with a big gleaming smile on his handsome face - and wearing a Santa Claus suit!"Welcome John," he boomed and squeezed my hand in. He retired a sergeant with aspecial commendation after his patrol car crashed into a telephone polewhile chasing two car thieves, crushing his pelvic bone and leaving himwith a noticeable limp. For the past two years, he headed security atthe New York City branch of the Long Island Financial Group locatedacross the street from the hotel where the Ambassador had beenassassinated. On the day after the incident, he was reviewing thesurveillance tapes from the security cameras that watched over the. ”Julia took two deep breaths, gave herself a mental reminder of what the money was for, and made her way to the greeting room. As she neared the open doorway, she heard three distinct voices, one with an English accent. When she entered the room, Mr. Chamberlain was the only one facing the door.“Julia,” he greeted her with a smile “please come in and greet my two friends.”She stepped tentatively into the greeting room, part of wishing she had said no and the other part tingling in anticipation.