Mistie was walking around behind me. She kept looking down. "OK! Everything looks very good Mr. Kelly. No cavities. Looking real good. Now will give t...em a quick cleaning. You can be on your way. "Doctor I hear your phone. I will be right back." said MistieShe left the room as we made small talk. About 5 minutes later Mistie came back. "It was your wife. She is running let. She needs you to go pick up the k**s before 7pm." she said. He looked at his watch. "I better go now. Mr. Kelly do you. I got an instant hard on. I couldn’t control myself. I went near her and praised her for her beauty and tried flirting with her. During the fest we got bored, and i asked her to come to my home i have planned something very special for her. My devil mind had started working, we went outside college, i took my bike from parking she sat with me and i drove her to home, in between enjoying her boobs pressing while applying brakes. We got down and went inside my flat, there was no1 at my home as. . interesting. That asshole! She stormed over to his truck. He was fumbling inside, eyes wide as she approached. The engine started, and she threw her hands up, gesturing for him to stop. Her mind raced, struggling with what she would say to him. Maybe she was angry, but there was also something else. Knowing he was busted, he turned off the engine and visibly shrank in his seat. Her boots crunched on the gravel parking lot as she crossed in front of the truck to the driver's side. "Just what. You appear to have very seriously upset your friends in addition to a considerable number of important people." nodding at the Office. He turned to the doors, opened them and stood to one side announcing,"Commodore McCock and Major Logan."McCock straightened and marched to the front of the desk. He stamped to a halt and executed a perfect Grenoble Defence Force salute, which so happened to have been incorporated into "The Queen's Own" ritual. The Queen was not amused but acknowledged the salute.