Of course he can stay ... if you're sure you don't mind, that is. Has to be okay with you, too." Well it's definitely okay with me," Anita replied, "S... if you're sure it's alright, I'll call Henry right now. He was wanting to be able to tell Bob something tonight." Call him then. Tell him it's okay."Anita went into the other room to make the phone call. When she returned she said, "Henry told Bob what you said, and Bob is absolutely thrilled. He'll be bringing his stuff over tomorrow." I've. I had no illusion but that my usefulness as a naval officer to the Nazi regime was nil. But my usefulness as a propaganda tool was extremely high.I paced up and down the room night after night, wondering how I was going to get back to England. Since Fraulein Elizabeth my fianc?e had left me to go to Berlin. I was feeling very lonely and isolated here... The Fuhrer was pleased that I was marrying his niece, and so was Dr Goebells who obviously saw great opportunities for propaganda, and I was. It was fine until Sharon asked about frenching so we tried that. Well, we were dressed for bed, in her bedroom, in teeshirts and panties, we were ten at the time, our boobs just sensitive little mounds on our chest as we began tongue-kissing.In only a few minutes, our teeshirts were up under our armpits as we kissed and rubbed each other's little titties which soon became sucking each other's little titties.Was it fun? Did we enjoy it?Oh, did we ever. The next time we spent the night together. Although, after a moment, she moved my other hand off my pecker and grabbed it."If you have to cum, squirt her face," she muttered, while keeping her lips on mine."Okay," I whispered, placing my other hand on her butt. "You are dazzling, Victoria, but you still suck." It's part of my charm. You already love me, so I think I'm doing okay."I kissed her once more, but then I went down to her tit, let my tongue out and licked her nipple. "Yes, you're cheating to win," I informed her, before licking.