The problem for Tony now, was that he felt some strong feelings for Elizabeth, and yet his instincts told him he could not really trust her. He knew t...at he would have to leave her behind, if and when he could get back to England. If of course he could find a way to escape. Tony was in no doubt that to stay here in occupied Europe would go badly for him when the allies eventually invaded, especially, if he was captured by the invading forces. The fact that he had as far as most people knew. A young woman dressedin the clothes worn by the girls in that expensive saloon on the otherside of town, who couldn't have looked more out of place, came outof the shadows. "You can call me Scratch," she smiled warmly, "butI'll answer to most anything." "An odd name," George replied. "What do you think you can do for me,Miss Scratch?" "Please, no Miss; just Scratch. You wouldn't want to go home poor,now would you?" she asked. "You'd rather be rich, wouldn't you? Mostpeople out here would;. She shook her head. “No, I’ve already put it ... already took care of that.” I eyed her suspiciously. “You’re not plugged, are you?” I asked, knowing her preference for anal and kink. She blushed, and only said: “So what?” I breathed in deeply. “God girls,” I hissed. “If they find this, it’s going to be ten times as embarrassing.” Then it was my turn. I just barely heard Stefanie whisper to Barbara “liquids, too?” before I stepped up to the inspection.I got through without a hassle, but could. Lisa worked the slick gel in and out and all around his tight opening and made sure several gobs found their way inside. Then she removed her finger and pulled something else from the bag. This was a string of five anal beads which she held up in front of Dan for him to see. "One of the girls at school lent these to me. She raves about them and insists they will drive a man up the wall, so I want to find out." She applied more lube to the beads and began to insert them, one after another, into.