“Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Fiiiiiinn”, fuck their singing was awful! “Happy birthday to you!”It wasn�...t my birthday, but my party was the weekend beforehand as the day itself was mid-week. This year we had hired a hotel ballroom and had it decked out as a casino. There was a central dance floor, and game tables around the edge. For a bunch of 16 and 17-year-olds who were too young to gamble properly, this was truly cool.Seventeen in Britain was when you. The practice continued through high school and college. The only change after they left school was they were able to get more inventive and they both had evil minds when it came to jokes they could pull on the other. Bill heard Linda's voice before that fateful click that broke the connection."Wait a minute Jack," Linda said. "Bill, are you still there?" Yep," Bill said cheerily."Now don't bullshit me. Is this a joke?" Linda asked."Nope," Bill said just as cheerily. Sometimes he thought that. "I've got to visit with the City Council President and then with Chief Elliot. I'll see you both later."Bryant wound up meeting with Jan and Steve at the same time. Jan met him outside the city offices and went inside with him, avoiding all questions along the way."Chiefs," Linda Roberts said brightly when they entered. "Come on back. Steve is expecting you."Linda led the duo past Steve's office and into the conference room where Bryant had first interviewed, four months earlier.It wasn't the. My cock in a man's mouth and his fingers up my ass were definitely a short-cut to orgasm.He sucked down every drop and then looked up and told me "I'm going to fuck you now".What could I say? I was lying with my legs spread and his fingers inside me. My asshole was well lubricated. My inhibitions were screaming NO, but the reality was that this man wanted to fuck me and from the depths of my being, I was willing. I nodded silently. He withdrew his fingers from my ass and got up onto his.