I can't tell you where I live or what kind of car I drive or..." he looked at the band on his finger, "or who's on the other end of this. I just don't...remember. What am I going to do Mark?" his hand tightened on Mark's as panic threatened.Mark returned Joe's grip, the almost painful pressure gaining his attention, "First thing you're going to do is stay calm. Got it?" he ordered.Joe smiled wryly as Mark took charge, "Got it." he acknowledged. He felt himself relax. It felt good to let someone. He eyed the two guards warily and tried to remain calm. This wasn’t his first rodeo with a Borealan.“What did that miserly fool offer you? All the meat you desire? Your own embassy? The company of that plain secretary? You will find that the people of the frozen pole are the warmest of all the Borealans, the most welcoming.” She leaned her head down, her furry cheek pressing against his own, and used her free hand to angle his face towards her. “Defect, Ambassador. Come back to the Polar. My husband mostly stays on business tours.My Dear Readers Now the story continues…..After checking into the hotel room Mohan ordered food and drinks for us and in the meanwhile, we got to freshen up and changes into comfortable clothes. Mohan was in black knee-length shorts and I wore a semi-transparent red shirt and black shorts. While I was getting ready a waiter came into the room, placed the trolley filled with food and drinks which we ordered and left.We started to drink and eat. After the. I had expected that she would look at me and then run and hide somewhere, or be pissed that I had played the same game that she had. But, her touch sent electricity through me. She ran her thumb across the head of my aching cock, smearing the seminal fluid around on it. “So nice and hard, and so hot,” she whispered, as if afraid that someone else might hear her. She moved her fingers downward and gripped my cock, moving her thumb around the whole time. I swallowed and looked at her.