I must have appeared quite pathetic, as the Contessa leaned closer to me and put a hand on each knee. "You really are a very passionate man, aren't ...you?" she asked, looking into my eyes. I was unable to answer, sure that my voice would give me away. My resolve stiffened. I would not allow myself to appear weak in front of the Contessa. We had come down through Tower Hill, and had only just passed the Tower itself. We were moving from the north bank on to Tower Bridge, one of the few bridges. ”Sarah lifted my nightie to bare my stomach. She began to massage my stomach, but ever so gently. Her hand worked its way up to my breasts, without touching, and then back down to the waistband of my panties. I reached for my other nipple and rubbed through the fabric of my nightie. It felt so wonderful to be in bed with Sarah, having her touching me. It began feeling better and better, I could feel a tingling feeling beginning over my whole body.“I love to see you playing with yourself,” Sarah. “We are MI6, Lord Terrance. We’re supposed to know everything, but we don’t have a clue as to what Chief Younger was involved in except that it appears to have some connection to people that wish you harm.”Joan visibly sagged for just an instant. Her moment of weakness was so minute that I was tempted to believe that it was my mind playing a trick on me, but when I put my arm around her and led her towards the suite right across from mine, she went so willingly that I knew she was almost out of. I saw Jaz come to us. She grabbed us and moved us to the bar. Joann & Deefollowed of course. Jaz ordered drinks for us all. "Come with me," shesaid and let the way upstairs toward the club. I walked slowly up thestairs in heels. Jaz led the way back to the dressing rooms.Joann & Dee wanted to go back to their hotel as they were jet lagged andasked Jaz to call them a cab. But it appeared there were plenty of cabsjust outside. So they hugged all of us, and both gave me a tight hug anda wink..