Then after the phone call, she looked at me and asked, ‘when shall we do this sir’. As I lived in an independent house, little far from office and...any know people, I said any night at my house. Morning we can come back to office.She said, ‘ok sir, tomorrow night at your house.’That night we chatted on whatsapp about each others preferences and I asked her to bring a bath robe to wear and nice bra and panty. And told her to tie her hair up also.Next day, in the office, it was as usual. Nothing. I run my hands down until I can feel the pert fullness of his buttocks, which feel as perfectly sculpted as I could have imagined.I break away to peel off his shirt and he returns the favour soon after, returning to engage in a deeper more passionate kiss that’s more like a sucking motion as he attacks my lower lip and tongue.‘Where’s that bedroom?’ he asks, his hand rubbing at my hardness through the strained denim over my crotch. I take him there and throw him down on the mattress, unbuckling. No, the real surprise had been that Al had a family business going on here and that he had not, as I had suspected, been playing some sort of joke on me.Still, it was one thing to make a profit from these vulnerable and helpless girls but quite another to have an worldly wise thirty something woman such as my ex wife Carol enslaved to some Arab tribal chief, so the main question, the one that had really fascinated me since that evening with Al on my boat still remained unanswered, but how could. You are being offered the chance to prepare for a possible extraction. I am not working for the Confederacy. There are no Confederacy personnel in this room. I am not even a qualified volunteer. This is a special service due to your unique skills and current position.”“What if I want someone not on this list? Why would they not be on it?” One of the few handsome, confident looking guys, he probably was thinking about a woman he had been flirting with.“My briefing notes don’t say. If they aren’t.