I lift my hands, placing them on the sides of his face, as I pull into him. Gently our lips come together, fitting like pieces of a puzzle, his meant ...o fit perfectly with mine. Tasting each other as we kiss, tastes like heaven to me. I feel so warm and wet between my legs, she has a heartbeat for him. I can feel him growing and throbbing for me. He pulls my shirt up and off, I do the same for him. He removes my bra, and sits back for a moment gazing upping my triple D breasts. He places his. Occasionally, Audrey would let a man stroke her thigh or the side of her breast while dancing but she never let it go much further than that. Afterwards, she and Jeff would go home to relive the experience and fantasize that it was one of the men attracted to her who was in the bed with her while Jeff observed and directed from the chair. Such role play fantasies became a main-stay of their sex life over the next year. Jeff thought about taking the fantasy to the level of reality but was. What he did know was, what he was doing he enjoyed, maybe a little too much. Even the dreams of Ray had stayed away for the night. He hoped, in some way, it was a sign that Ray was happy, and approved, with what he was doing too.Listening to the little wind up radio, he hears the news broadcast. A warehouse in Leytonstone east London, believed to be used as a drugs lab, was set ablaze in the early hours of this morning. Six fire engines and over thirty fire fighters tackled the blaze for three. He looked up and at a third person. “Anthony?”Admiral Sir Anthony Watts looked up, horrified at what he was reading. “It does make a sort of horrible sense.”The nine men around the table were the nine most senior of Britain’s military, though none were currently wearing a uniform; instead all wore fairly conservative business suits. General Sir George Wiggin, the first speaker, was the Chief of the General Staff, the most senior professional soldier in the British Army. He was flanked by his.