Marx, I am Natasha Broycovich and I am here to tell you have beenchosen for Operation Sheep's Clothing. Now if you haven't noticed thatSoviet control ...as been weakening and soon the Americans will be walkingthese East Berlin streets. And if the Americans do win this "Cold War"what will happen to us Devin? Simple soldiers serving the Soviet."I thought for a moment, and replied "Hunt you down I suppose." She offered a smile that was bone chilling in it's "I know something youdon't" quality. "Yes,. I heard Mum in the bathroom going about her things, before the lock on the bathroom clicked open and Mum walked out...straight into my room...naked. "Dom, what are you doing home?" "Good to see you too Mum. Umm, I could ask what you're doing in my room?" Before I got an answer out of my Mum, she must have realised that she was naked and standing right in front of me. Her bare arms, which were by her side, suddenly moved, one across her breasts, the other covered her pussy, which was void of any. I insisted that we pay the bill and be on our way despite the fact that it was only seven pm. We headed for home where I ran a bath, shaved my legs, picked out a sexy night gown and the perfect panties to go with it. I changed outfits a good dozen times, making a perfect mess of our room, glad that my boyfriend was smart enough not to invite total strangers to our home even as he invited them into our sex life. I finally settled on a simple but sexy combination of Jeans and a black t-shirt. Eventually the effort to insert the vibrator became greater. I sensed therelease of physical energy, the expenditure of human effort. Then therewas a sudden shift forward and the vibrator seemed to lodge deep insideme. "Take him down and prepare the body paint."Ms Stroheim's words sounded as if spoken underwater. The chains werelowered and I was released from the shackles. I immediately collapsedforward into the arms of the redhead and the blonde and had to be carriedback to the white marble.