I and spent extra time on mybreasts and pussy. I wondered if Jon’s friend would likethe way I looked. Every once in a while I’d catchmyself, it’...s just dinner, I’d think. I got out of theshower and thought about what to wear. Jon saidsomething pretty. That could mean anything. I went to mylingerie draw and pulled out a matching thong and bra.They were Jon’s favorites. I figured if I had a chanceI’d give him a sneak peek during the evening. The thongwas pink and white and tied at the sides in. These are usually for times when there are people in my house, not for extended alone time. I refer to these naps as 'two finger time'. I continue to fantasize as my fingers find a rhythm, alternating rubbing my clit between them and pinching it gently (or not so gently, depending on the current fantasy). Today, I went with a different fantasy. With a house full of guests who would soon be clamoring for dinner, I had limited time. I desperately needed a quick release - and some much needed. It was a long-running fantasy of mine to be with a black tranny and occasionally I'd picture her while I jerked off. But I was in a relationship -- it was just escapism. Then my girlfriend and I broke up. At the back of my mind, throughout the trauma of her moving out, was the thought that now I could go ahead and do it, I could live out my fantasy, there was nothing stopping me now. Still, it took me a week of being on my own before I had the courage to go back on the site. I guess I knew that. I caught a glimpse of your face reflected from the glass partition and it made quite an impression too,” I answered.“How could you possibly know me from work?” she asked, even more confused.“I’m Lt. Mike Miller, U.S. Navy SEAL Team 7. I was in Mossad headquarters for a special briefing on 19 November, right before the invasion of Iran. Twelve hours later, my team was outside Tehran doing recon. We located the targets your people told us about and monitored them, taking them out minutes before.