I rode my bike over to her.“Hi Mrs. Goodwin.”“Oh hi, Andrew. Still here?” she said with a smile. She dug into the pocket of her slacks and pul...ed out a crumpled piece of paper. “Could you be a sweetie and throw this away for me?” she asked.“Sure, Mrs. Goodwin,” I said taking the paper. I got up on the pedals of my bike. “Have a nice weekend, Mrs. Goodwin.”“I’m sure I will, Andrew,” she called after me as I rode away.Once I had saw Joan drive away I un-crumpled the paper she had given me. As I. Derek waved his hand and the Chief Eunuch said, ~Foak.~The trio stood and faced him, looking hopeful and smiling."Oh, no," Derek said, "Those have to go." All three master?" asked the Chief Eunuch as his face fell."The hats, man, the hats. They are awful."The eunuch quickly collected the hats and Derek contemplated the women. They seemed to be a carefully selected set, one looked very young, one about his own age and the third rather older. The youngest was, by Kobekistani standards, quite. She hadn’t realised that a woman’s cunt actually got wet and juicy. She had to take a handful of paper towels, and wipe her fanny to soak up the cunt juice. It must be that John, it’s his fault she muttered to herself. Just because he’s so fucking tall and handsome he shouldn’t think for a fucking moment, that she was fucking interested in him. As she was furiously thinking about him she was still rubbing her damp pussy. The towels were soaked so she dropped them in the loo. She felt her. He leaves them and tells him when he gets back be ready to go out on the town. He gets in his limo and leaves for his meeting while Becky calls down to the beauty parlor and makes three appointments. Ben arrives at Boeing and is met at the front desk by contact Bill Smithers, they sign in and go to the design room. Ben goes over his requirements, “Bill this is what I need in my plane, a large fully equipped kitchen, dinning area, seating for at least 250 comfortably. A large screen television.