The first condition is no problem because I am on the ‘pill’ and have been taking it religiously since I was in my early teens. The second conditi...n is impossible to comply with though, as I crave the feeling of a man’s sperm pumping into my body. And the third condition is irrelevant because… well I want sex all the time, whether I am on my period or even when I’m sick with the flu or a cold! If I’m awake I want sex, and if I’m asleep I want someone to wake me up to have sex! When we lived in. I wanted to touch her pussy so bad. I could see a little bit of moisture appearing on the slit. Now this was starting to get to me. She had a simple pain on her foot and she was acting like her foot had been cut off. She must want me I am thinking!I couldn’t resist so I stuck out my hand and ran my finger along the slit.“Chris! What are you doing? I understand that this is an awkward position, but you cannot touch me there. I have a husband and that would be cheating. I apologize, if I am being. I was drawn by the pattern ofsurreal bars of moonlight wrapping around anything they touched. It wasn't until a few moments later that I noticed the intensity andbrightness of the light. 'Must be a full moon,' I thought and went tothe window to confirm my suspicions. It was a full bright moon butsomething else was out there. Bec's Rover was parked in a deep shadow.The SUV's black paint nearly made it invisible. 'What is she doing out there?' I wondered. It was well into the earlymorning hours. It was usual for the family to spend Christmas at Château Blanchard, where Jean-Woodrow would also be present, on vacation from the Sorbonne.Our plans were disrupted by a message delivered to Monmouth House requesting my presence at the Foreign Office.I admit I was surprised to be summoned. I had no contacts with anyone working at the Foreign Office, and other than I had recently been in France had not been anywhere ‘foreign’.Lord Palmerston soon gave me the reason for my attendance. We were.