I need panties, of course, and since my doctorsuggested I jump in whole-hog, as she put it, I guess I might as welldo just that.Thus my first stop is ...oing to be the recently re-named Tom &Victoria's Secrets. They've divided the stores with bras and such onone side for the gals and everything else on the other side for usguys. After finding a clerk free to help me (a rather cute younglady), I tell her I'm going to need some of everything. Asking me tofollow her to a fitting room, I'm told to. Linda now has her arms wrapped around my neck and is running the fingers of one hand through my hair. I can feel her breasts press into my upper back."Hey you're here." I remind her, "And it works for the guy in the story. They end up back at his place I might add." By some miracle. And then what?" She asks, while starting to run her hands down my chest, "You can't figure out what happens next?"By this time Linda's hands are down my stomach and her right hand found its way all the way to my. How does that feel?" (I was all the while massaging her neck with my other hand.)"Soothing. Relaxing. Yes, that's so good."Her anal opening gradually loosened and the sphincter muscles went slack as I gently flexed and applied accupressure from within. (It's a proprietary technique, of course, so I can't discuss details here.)She was aroused. Her pulse had speeded up and her pupils were dilated. Her vaginal opening was sopping wet with lubrication. She was gasping and involuntarily arching her. “The Prince has upped his order and added another delivery point. He now wants the CH-4B drones - equal to our Reaper - capable of carrying more missiles a lot further. He wants twenty five sent to the arms dealer in Central America, twenty five sent to South Africa and another twenty five sent to Sudan. He also wants a total of 500 missiles and training for ten people in all three places,” Robert said.“The Hong Kong dealer answered back a couple hours later; it’s a 425 million dollar deal.