“I purchased these in Sydney to wear for you. Do you like them?” she smiled as she removed her blouse and teased her already erect nipples.Before ... could answer she turned and walked toward the door.“Like that side of my leather slacks baby? When I tried them on in Sydney I am sure I gave the male salesperson an erection. Can you understand why?”The slacks are cut away showing all of Sarah’s glorious olive skin dimple free naked arse, which looks magnificent bulging out of the tight leather. I shall lodge with you. The town is safe now, I have a garrison who will be charged with ensuring no more pillaging and destruction. I have to go now, but I will send my goods to the house. Who else is here?”“Only me sir, I sent my family away”He left through the door, noticed a slight movement at a window on the top floor and smiled. Then he went to where the local troops were held prisoner. “I am the Governor” he spoke to the guards “You will treat these men well and I shall return to talk to. He was wearing an untied pair of combat boots that had obviously been hastily donned, a pair of white undershorts, and a C4 gas mask. "Sir," the man reported, his voice muffled by the gas mask, "I beg to report there's a skunk in the Regimental barracks!" Would it be that skunk?" Whitefeather enquired pleasantly, pointing to the tame creature in the cook's arms, happily devouring the apple slice.The man took in the amused faces around the cook, and the white-striped furry menace to society. My feet rested upon two of the legs that radiated out from the vertical cylinder supporting the seat of my chair. I allowed my knees to spread wide apart. I closed my eyes to imagine myself at the beach. But, suddenly, everything about Angie’s script was erased from my mind. Instead, I found myself back at an erotic museum that Todd and I had visited decades ago. I realized that I had never forgotten that stiff cock standing upright out of the seat of a chair. I began to imagine my chair.