‘Something’s not right.’ ‘Oh, you mean our Ambassador’s young companion?’ Inno added. ‘I have to admit that I find her attraction to our...rather…plump diplomat to be somewhat confusing as well.’ He allowed himself a little chuckle. ‘Still, you know what they say about power being an aphrodisiac.’ His hand brushed against her arm. Svetlana felt a chill run down her spine. ‘I don’t mean that,’ She barely whispered as she looked up at him. ‘I mean, what’s a representative from Hong Kong doing. “Hi,” said Kat, flopping down on the couch next to her. “Whatcha watching?”“Uhhhh….” mumbled Sara, reddening a little because she had been paying no attention to what was on. “An old Humphrey Bogart movie.”For a minute they just sat and watched together, but soon Kat’s hand made its way under the blanket. Finding that there was no clothing in the way, it continued down between Sara’s legs and cupped her warm crotch.Ten minutes later the movie had been forgotten and Sara Valentine once again. I could feel her squirting against my legs too. The front of her body collapsed onto her shoulders, and she whined "Oh Fuck!" It may have been the first time I had ever heard her curse, she certainly didn't do it very often. So it was a real treat to hear her doing it now. I couldn't resist seeing how much I could make her squirt and cuss, so I kept thrusting even harder. She started saying "Oh fuck, Fuck me, fuck me!" over and over again."Do you like anal sex?" She asked me, as she caught her. I touched. Silk again, so tight they concealed nothing. Then she put on the shirt and I watched amazed as she slid into the trousers. More tissue paper and she slipped the jacket over her arms and buttoned the shirt cuffs. I watched, open-mouthed. She slipped her feet into the pair of boots and stood looking sternly at me."Friday night." She said. She went over to the sideboard that did her as dressing table and came back with a piece of paper and two small combs. The sketch was a designer's.