" Let's get down to business," Jeff said as he, coffee in hand, contacted Lieutenant Richardson on the secure phone.(Note: Various agencies have sligh...tly different methods to teach building entry, and to practice for an oncoming high-level entry. A building entry during wartime, or a domestic building entry, will, obviously, vary greatly. The type mockup Lieutenant Richardson is referring to in the next paragraph is frequently used to practice domestic building entry. The "house" is constructed. Again, there's nothing slutty about it.The clothing he's selecting for me is so normal and so out of character for him I almost asked him if something is wrong!I got dressed and worked my feet into my new "fuck me" shoes. Josh looked me over, nodded his approval and we went out to breakfast. I sat with my breasts covered and my legs under the table like a normal woman! One thing remained the same, however. We ate in silence. Josh just isn't much of a conversationalist.After breakfast we got in. At first there had been reluctance, even outright refusal, but the atrocious Jenkinson's powers of persuasion and a financial inducement had finally made up the girl's mind. The evil woman's scheme to get back at the Brigadier for a million and one slights through the ritual humiliation of his favourite niece was coming along nicely.She slipped out of her house and wandered down to the square to inspect the preparations, paying particular attention to the large stone slab with its four iron. First, she’d had a pussy flutter and flashed eyes with a lovely hot man earlier in the evening, but while the feeling was obviously mutual it was going nowhere, for entirely reasonable reasons. Second, she’d idly switched on the TV in her room when she got back from dinner. Equally idly she had flicked to one of the in house adult movie channels. The fates had rewarded her. She found herself watching a movie in which a woman of around her age was being very hotly stripped naked on the bed in.