He wore his brown hair military style with a thin line cut around just above his ears. A ruthless man ready to see if I was ruthless enough to be one ...f his. I turned to face him with a slow spin. His eyes watched as I did so. I didn’t have anything to say. I knew what I had to do. I had to show this man before me what kind of man I was. Maintaining my silence, I walked to my car. A pre-war Nissan Skyline. I took one last look at the flawless red and white paint job, as I knew it wouldn’t look. She said it is so good and relaxing. She offered a discount, and I said yes. I wasn’t aware of what that was till I experienced the massage.Two young men, who must be in their mid-twenties, entered the massage room and asked me to change into the disposable. I took off my clothes and tried to wear disposable over my underwear. He told me to remove the underwear. Once it was removed, he helped me wear the disposable.In the process, his fingers brushed against my cock. As I wore the disposable, I. Now that mom and dad are not here I think it would be good for us to have a talk about the past few weeks. -Am,.. sure, what about he asked shyly although he had an idea at least about what the subject might be. Well, its kinda related to what happened here&hellip,. I said and looked at the pillow that he was holding in his lap. I know we are both a bit weirded-out about what we&hellip, did&hellip, a few days ago, and Im pretty sure that neither of us is even remotely attracted to the other. In. The rest of the time was spent kissing and exchanging dirty talk, promising each other an even better fuck next time. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Who is this girl ?”, asked Monika“She is the French representative who sits on our Security Committee”, answered Tessa“She is sublime”, whispered Monika who was nearly shaking with lust“Unfortunately, she is not one of us”, added Tessa smiling.The lady who was so admired.