‘So he prefers not to break the rules.’ Beverley emptied her glass. ‘I think we’re due another.’ ‘Wait.’ Kate stopped her. ‘Desperate ...easures are called for here. Rachel is starting to feel sorry for her two-timing husband. She needs action and I believe our footballer can provide it.’ Cherie spread her hands. ‘I’ve already tried. Zilch.’ Kate dismissed her protest. ‘The chemistry was wrong, but I have a feeling about Rachel. In that dress she can do anything. The guy needs taking out of. Still, this fairly ordinary scenewas not quite as it seemed.In the darkness of his office, beside his computer, the lazily shuffledsheets of hours passed still sat. Nothing recommended to anythingspecial, until slowly a strange aura seemed to rise about the papers. Arich blue with lingered for several moments; the dull light playing onthe dead face of the monitor and the nearby wall, until it dulled thensubsided. The sheets once again ordinary pieces of paper with imagesprinted on them. . "You sure about that Lois?" he said stopping spanking her for a second. "Please" she said looking at him with her puppy dog eyes. "I'll do whatever you want" she whined dropping down onto her knees. Before he could stop her she had leant forwards and started sucking his now rockhard cock. "Please! I need this" she groaned through her mouthful looking up at him imploringly. "OK you want it you can have it" he said. He grabbed the handcuffs again as his wife pulled herself up into the doggy. The driver and a guy sitting in the passenger seat. Both are dressed in suits. The guy in the passenger seat gets up and walks to us.“Don’t worry mates, we’re here on behalf of the Queen,” he says unlocking our cuffs and giving us both a sandwich. “Eat, you must be hungry. We will be at the palace shortly.”Rachael and I give each other the biggest ‘what the fuck ‘ look and say, “palace!” In unison.Five hours later and we’re off the freeway and I realize we’re back in London by looking through.