'... Mr. McKenna," said Alison Jones as she tried to remove her hand from her husband's strong grip.Kenneth looked at his wife as he continued to hold...onto her hand. "Isn't there something you have to ask McKenna, Alison?"Alison Jones thought for just a second before she realised that her husband was talking about tomorrow night's invitation to the barbecue and pool party. "Philip," Alison took the risk, seeing as she was in her husband's office in her husband's city office block, of using her. It will help you make decisions." I will also make her my life insurance beneficiary." That's good. No tax consequences there." How long do you think this will take?" When can you bring me back the papers? Are you in a hurry?" As you know, BUPERS (Bureau of naval Personnel) moves slowly. Then, when they act, they make everyone hurry like hell. If the mission is approved, I will have little notice. Just enough time to pack a bag and get to the airport." Bring those back tomorrow and I will be as. After taking several moments to calm herself, Silmaria gathered the long tumble of her dark curls with her hands and bound it up in a knot atop her head, securing it with a leather thong. She set to work. Her graceful hands brushed over the many books, dusting the leather bound spines and wiping down the covers. Shelf by shelf she went, moving the volumes into place and arranging and organizing as she had so often done. It was tedious, repetitive work, and she gladly lost herself in the. “Turn around”.I turned slowly to reveal my arse to the group. “Here, I’ll free you a bit”. It was Pete as he unclipped the wrist straps.“Bend over and spread”, it was that male voice.I leant myself over and pulled my arse cheeks apart. The group could see my anus as well as my sex hole, dark yet inviting in its exposed, wet state. It was clean, pink and fleshy in appearance as well as clean of hair up in between (I like to shave there so it would be neat).“Nice”, complemented another male.I.