” “Yeah well,” he moved his arms apart, showing me all of him. “It only gets better from there.” I laughed like a giddy school girl. I was i... this awesome house with this awesome man and eating awesome food. If I did not know better, I would wish for this life. It seemed like the perfect life for me or for any lucky girl for that matter. “So how does one get this life,” I asked him, taking another drink of champagne. “You strip.” He whispered seductively in my ear. “What?” I asked him, pulling. ”Exactly two hours later he was sitting at the long conference table with Golz and three other people. Each face reflected a mixture of interest and concern.There was Kharkov, an older Russian who had been one of Golz’s main adversaries throughout the Great Game. His presence at the table was an homage to capitalism over socialist idealism. He was now Bernie’s partner.The other two were the Company’s primary field operatives - at least for all things Latino.Pablo El Hefe, was some sort of. Cathy let out a sigh, ‘But, I’ve had this itch, you know for a bigger one, ever since prom night when I saw John and Tom’s big cocks fully erected with those bulging, throbbing erections. I’d never cheat on Jimmy, and the only way I’d ever do it, you know, get fucked by a big one would be in a devil’s threesome with Jimmy and a guest—kind of like what Coach is telling us about. ‘Like for me anyway, it’d be a ‘once in a lifetime opportunity,’ a one night stand, to just let go, get it out of my. "No, no, that's 27 different guys in one day," she giggled, "I sure I had at least a couple them twice." You were a bit of a slut in those days then," I said.Of course I already knew this from her other stories."We both were," she sighed."So tell me all," I said thrusting between her legs now with long slow strokes."Well I can't remember exactly my record day but I try," she said. "First of the day was the guy I had came home with the night before. 7 o'clock and he'll be banging into me to.