Leaning back in her chair, Jordan watched as a small red light began to flash in the Philippines. ‘Hmmm, a new one,’ she whispered to herself as s...e hit a few keys and began the targeting program run. She then looked up and saw June standing there. ‘It’s started, haven’t you heard from Omaha?’ ‘June, what are you doing here?’ ‘Didn’t you hear me, it started?’ ‘What started?’ Jordan. ‘Operation Green Eggs Alpha?’ Grabbing her codebook, Jordan quickly leafed through several pages and then looked. We fight a little and get along a little, but we reallydon't have that much in common. She is about my height, 5' 7" but isbuilt like a stick. She is pretty in her own way I guess, although shetries even harder. People say she resembles my father. I don't see it.... Anyway back at the house that night, we were eating dinner when mydad said, "So Al, how is the weight lifting going....you are lookingkind of skinny....Honey pass the boy another steak...better eat up ifyou don't want to lose your. "Keep it warm for me," I said."Right. Maybe I should put foil over it and you can microwave it later." She stuck her tongue out. Well, maybe she wasn't as hot as I had hoped.I left, parked around the block and doubletimed it into Mike's backdoor. He had the camcorders ready, aimed and focused. He had tight trunks on and nothing else. I gave his cock a squeeze and wished him luck. Mike strolled out the door like a black god. A minute later, I heard him on the microphones we had planted."Hey,. As I said, I love myself.Just looking at myself in the mirror, naked with high-heels, I turn myself on.I make good money running a design consultancy, and I love anything andeverything to do with sex; I really do mean anything and everything, you?llsee. So where am I now? Well, right now I?m standing in the bakingafternoon sun, naked, except for my heels, of course, in the walled garden ofmy father?s summer cottage in southwest France. He?s got me standing bentforward at the waist with my legs.