That was enough to make me wonder if New Ellington, VT, even existed. Oh, well, at least I was able to contain my curiosity until after I got back ins...de the house.I opened the envelope, and what did I find? Nothing, at first. I shook the envelope and a small piece of paper fell out. On it was printed, "Meet me at 9:00 PM tonight." There was no signature, but there was an address. This was beginning to look like a sick joke, and I was starting to get pissed off. Okay, I would be at the address. A few years ago my wife and I were invited to a meal and drinks at a friend’s house, along with two other couples who were also friends. The meal went really well; the spirits were flowing freely; we all played Trivial Pursuits and that game where you stick a piece of paper on your forehead with the name of someone famous on it and take it in turns to guess the name. All in all, we had a good laugh, and all enjoyed the evening . The hostess I’m afraid couldn’t drink very much, and ended up. He continued sucking me there as he gripped my ass cheeks with his hands and massaged and rubbed them, as he pulled me up against his crotch. It became even more obvious that he was reveling in the fantasy of me being a girl, as he pulled down my shorts, and I kicked them off my feet. He cupped my ass again, and stopped sucking my nipple as he said, “Me oh my, what a naughty girl you are, not wearing any panties when you came to visit old Gavin.”To this day, I still don’t know what motivates. "He then proceeded to give us a brief rundown on the various customers that would be represented, including the Los Alamos National Laboratory, Lawrence Livermore Lab, both the British and French atomic agencies, the US Navy, and at least one unnamed government agency somewhere in the Washington area. He advised us not to ask specific questions about the intended uses of the machine, since almost all of them would be highly classified.As the meeting broke up, he asked me to stay behind. He said.