. “Hello Becky. Both you and Nurse Erica look stunning in those white uniforms. Josey is one lucky young man to be in your company day after day,”...Mr. Kendall was laying some shit on them. I suppose he’s thinking of them asking if they could give him some personal lessons in the art of womanly love and the art of pleasing a woman during sex.“Is this really my granddaughters, Ashley and Alisha? My Lord. I thought you two were some more young women Josey has recruited to help with his youth. No more comfortable camo or shorts in public, just fancy dresses and expensive pant suits in public.Gordon and family were waiting at Morton when I got there.“I promise to bring him back safe and sound this time,” I said to Emily, Gordon’s wife.Ten minutes later - after goodbyes and hugs - we were taking off for Andrews. That was where we were to meet the State Department men that were going with us on Air Force 2.Two little boys were upset that they could not go but Lisa insisted that they. .I smiled and took off my coat and shirt then kicked off my shoes and jeans which were around my ankles...he took a step back smiling and stroking his beautiful cock...he then took off his hoodie and kicked off his pants and like me was fully naked. We kissed passionately and grabbed each other's cocks...I was a little worried about getting caught, but at the same time was aroused at the danger of it as well...I could hear people talking on the not very far away bike trail. I then dropped to. “I didn’t feel safe on the street.” I looked down. A small, hunched old man in a white thawb looked up quizzically. “Dr. Hawas?”“Yes. Mr. Henriksen?”“Yes.” I looked around. I was in a tiny courtyard. Stairs lead up to a small house; on the right, an archway led to a narrow alley. I dropped my voice into command tone. “Do you know who is outside, in the truck?”Hawas peeked out of the gunslit of the courtyard window, turning his twisted head carefully. “No. They could be Hamas. Maybe Islamic.