She lifted the antenna with straight white teeth and pressed the phone to her ear. "Kincaid," she said in her breathy, sexy alto."Gracie, it's Taylor,... the sweet, accented voice said on the other end. Taylor Beauchamps was formerly Tyler Beauchamps, a friend-of-a-friend who turned out to be an undercover CIA operative assigned to keep tabs on Grace's friends Dylan Hopewell and Walter Staley, two hotshot computer jockeys who were renowned for their abilities in the field of online security. The. Slipping on her diaphanous black nylon negligee she walkedto the bedroom window and looked down at the pathetic sissyhanging on the clothesline. She roared with laughter, asshe realised that the wind far from abating during thenight, had in fact increased to a gale force wind, such wasthe strength of the wind it had removed sissy's poodle earsand tail. A helpless, pathetic Sissy Wendy hung on theclothesline swinging in the high wind, nylon stocking cladlegs swinging to and fro like a pendulum.. Trying to be sexy and enticing, because beside the little scare I had just experienced, I totally wanted more. We started talking, about what? I don’t remember, all I remember is that I was naked, he was naked, but he was watching football on the television. What the fuck! So I tried a bit more, being sexy and enticing, but I was really just a beginner, could I really reach out and just take his cock in my hands? I wasn’t sure, I wasn’t sure of my own movements. So I let it be. He came at me. With me it,s sexual frustration. No. Ring on a pension I don,t go and buy pushy and I just can t bring myself to have an affair though it would certainly solve my frustrations. Sarah has been with me forty nine years now so at least deserves my companionship and I doubt she d tolerate my affairs any way. Viewing porn I find helps relieve my tensions and though the Internet Ain,t cheap it,s still cheaper than paying for sex(only ever paid for pussy in Saigon in 1964, a pack of cigarettes for all.