" No, but you will. My brother was dying, terminal cancer, and my serviceswere the price for saving him. I'm guessing they've offered to savesomeone i...portant to you, too."John nodded."They have," he said. "Do you ever regret your choice?" Never. I'd have done anything to save my brother, but it turned out thiswas a job worth doing, vital even. That's why I've done it for thirtyyears." Duvall said it was of global importance, not just national." Oh, it is. I'm not allowed to tell you any more. How do they react? " Well, I guess you could ask them," ventured Bruce."I guess," she answered. "It might be interesting to invite Marie and Jim over for drinks just to hear the story first-hand. Get their perspective on this. I mean, we know them much better than we do Bill and Sarah, even from before our swinging days. What do you think?" Well, sure, why not?" – replied Bruce, trying to sound as casual as possible.Linda beamed with delight. It had been even easier than she had. All were dark and stunningly beautiful and most were completely naked, adorned only in glittering jewellery – gold or silver necklaces plunging between firm breasts, precious bands inlaid with gems wrapped around their arms, elaborate head pieces catching the light as they moved their heads. Even those women who wore some fabrics the Slave would not call ‘clothed’. The dresses were long, light and flowing, but invariably cut to leave very little to the imagination. The women were not the only. When I went in the bathroom the first thing I did was to turn the shower on and started thinking about my mom’s boobs and started to shag. It was the first time I ever thought about my mom, but by then I was more curious to touch her boobs and show my dick to her.Fortunately in excitement I forgot to take my towel, so I called up my mom and asked her to give my towel, since I was still hard my dick was at 8 inches fully erect. Mom came and knocked on the bathroom door, I opened the door hiding,.