“One,” I said out loud, “I’m not in bed and two I have soreness all over my body and three,” I touched my stomach, “I’m not wearing any ...panties. I’m so confused.”I pondered the facts or some time as I tentatively stretched my legs, arms and back. The missing panties gave me the most concern. ‘Why would I take them off and where were they?’ I thought over and over. When I felt that I could reasonably stand and investigate I did.I searched the house and the guest bed was not disturbed, but the. I persuaded him to show me his 'boy's bits' (nothing like I'd pictured, but big, hard and beefy) and his lovely, tight ass and masculine muscles. Then after four weeks, we began all over again, his fingers now replaced by a hungry, sex-starved penis.I soon thought myself a woman of the world, well-versed in every kink and byway on the sexual map. Until I took my job at Ye Olde Cocke and Bulle. A barmaid gets to hear things, and when she leans over a table to collect glasses, she is often. There was an incident of an Ambassador who refused to follow orders on how to handle a delicate situation which occurred in her assigned country about some weapons that were requested by the host country. What had occurred concerned a matter of national security and left Hal with no option other than to remove her from her position. Her removal became a problem in that she was the sister of a Congressman from upper New York.This Congressman demanded to know the reason for her removal which Hal. Then he would need bolt-cutters to enter. That would be the right thing to do.In stead she quietly opened the door, then turned her back to it and leaned her shoulder against the wall of the hallway. She heard steps on the staircase. Some one coming up towards the second floor where she was. Her heart was beating fast. She pressed the red button on the phone and dropped it on the carpet. The person had reached the landing now. She knew that her legs would be wobbly and possibly give away, if.