He was almost certainly an aristocrat. "This is Rupert St.John Grantley, Earl Grantisbury to be precise. He was a friend of Edward VII from his late t...ens and continued as one of Edwards's companions' right through to his death." He put up another photo and I immediately recognised Sir Danbury. "I have cleaned up the photo's to remove the damage that comes with age. Now let's look at them in a different way." He clicked and suddenly the two photo's came up side by side. "I managed to get hold. “I would like you to come through at 11 o’clock if you don’t mind for your first meeting.” “OK sure, I’ll be there.” Andy nodded and returned to the main office where Ashlie was putting her sandwiches into the bottom drawer of her desk. “You got the job then?” Said Ashlie, unnecessarily. “Yes!” Replied Andy. “Good luck,” said Ashlie enigmatically. “Oh, how do you mean?” Asked Andy. “Just… no it’s OK, I’m sure you’ll be fine.” Andy shook his head and turned on his computer. An hour passed and. Bahut der ki meri koshish dekhne ke baad usne mujhse uski jeans utarne ko kaha. Maine bina time gavaye turant uski jeans khinch di aur uski panty nikal di. Usne sharm ke maare turant apne pair mod diye aur haath se uski choot dhak di. Dosto, imagine karo, bhare din ke puri light me without ani chaddar nangi ladki mere saamne soyi thi. Mera to wahi cum nikalne wala tha. Maine uske mude pair ko ghutno se pakada aur pair faila diye. Usne apna haath abhi bi nahi nikala tha. Main uska haath nikalne. I remembered him fucking me over the bar stools there one wild night - he’d cum all over me too.Then I hung out in the glory-hole cabins and had my dick serviced a bit by a couple of good suckers, trying not to shoot what was a big load stored up in my balls for a few days.Then I felt like a smoke. I never smoke except when I’m having fun. It relaxes me and makes me feel even hornier. So I got my wrist stamped by the door-man - that meant I could come back into the club after smoking outdoors.I.