“Fuel truck is rolling, so we shouldn’t be too long. How are things?”“OK,” I said.I explained to Patrick the same thing that I’d told Aime... and he nodded soberly. He asked about Colonel Anisimova, and reminded me to keep working on her. I figured that the closer Lyudmila got to graduation, the more likely she was to tell her mom she was staying in no uncertain terms, and THAT might be enough to get Katya to decide she’d had enough of the KGB and the USSR. But I wasn’t holding my breath.The fuel. Taking my flatkeys, I checked the time... 10:30... I decided to wait till11:30... didn't want to risk the pubs coming out.I made coffee... and sipped it while I watched a tranny film fora quarter hour. My whole body was shaking... it was exquisite.Eventually... at around 11:05... I couldn't stand it anymore...I went to the flat door, and listened. The music had stopped...but I could hear neighbour moving around... damn!!!! I had todecide... go for it... or chicken out.Before I could do the. Thinking about how she'd sucked Mike's cock, and the memory of watching him fucking her and how much she'd enjoyed it, all got me hotter and higher as I fucked her beautiful ass.The sight of her perfectly formed ass cheeks pushing against my groin, the feel of her alternately tightening and loosening her well-toned ass muscle, the sound of her moaning with every thrust, and the heady smell of her body and her sex, all worked their magic on my senses. It pushed me higher into the moment, and. I did a human interest story about a family that was now homeless as a result of the American bombing and made certain I had plenty of good photos on my phone that could be used with the story if necessary. I was not sure the station would run any of it because the politics about the whole Balkans area changed like the weather. The fact that I really liked the story was almost a sure signal that they would not like it because I tended to not conform to the organizational structure at the.