As it was, I could already feel my clit throbbing with red hot need. My pussy was warm and moist.Calm down, I told myself, or you'll cum in your pants...just from wanting before anything gets a chance to happen. I couldn\'t wait till I was released so I could return to my journal at http://www.my-diary.org/read/?read=333943 and write all about the experiences to come.Pulling my pants back on and then my shirt over my pink taut, hard nipples, I turned to Kya and asked, "Officer done her rounds. I'd walk out the shop already getting a hard on and rush to the local public toilets near the bus station.Once there I'd find a cubicle take down trousers and pants take the magazine out (normally fiesta , or escort readers wives ) and wank myself over the gorgeous amateur women in the magazine's. I'd shoot my load onto the pictures and straight away feel guilty I'd then wipe my dick pull up my trousers and pants shove the magazine behind the toilet and rush off disgusted in myself. But I knew. Impress me.”He shot down the last of his scotch, made a face, and stood, lowering his head to look at me with impressive confidence, the sort I’ve only ever seen meet me back in the mirror. He stalked around the table to me he, he was tall, perhaps an inch shorter than my just over six-foot height, and when he drew close I expected another one-liner or a compliment.Instead, the chatty surgeon simply took my face in his evidently talented hands and kissed me.It was blistering. It was as though. I’m not going to lie to you, Lynette. I want to trust you, because I really need your help.”“To prepare the Federation for the fight against the other Progenitor?” she asked, watching him intently.“Partially,” he conceded. “I’m already working with Charles towards that goal, but if you were Fleet Admiral, it would make everything much, much easier. Honestly though, I just need to make sure High Command won’t keep trying to stab me in the back. I will not stand for another underhanded attack on.