I did not want that kind of ID case but I was out numbered 5 to 1 when we discussed carry credentials when the security person was not in a uniform.I ...opened the credentials and placed them flat on the door glass and pounded on it with my hand. The result was hilarious. The chair fell over because I saw feet in the air then the top of a head and eyeballs looking over the counter before he summoned up enough courage to open the door.By the time he managed to open the door I decided to continue. She moved her hand down onto her husbands cock.Her hand was on top of the cock and rolled it aroundagainst his stomach. My prick made its final jump into fullerection. Although it gets as hard as a rock, my cock isonly 6 inches hard. I was almost embarrassed to think thatthis woman would be interested when she had that monster inher hand.But she was watching, in fact they were both watching mycock as it swelled into life. She picked up the big hunk ofmeat and wrapped her fingers around the. The Royal Levée would be a week hence, and his new Nº1 uniform was ready for the occasion.Sir Robert had arranged to attend the same levée with his wife so that he would see his son being presented to the King. Anson was lodging in the Conningtons' London townhouse, but he had also visited his half-sister Vanessa and her husband. If either of them had misgivings over his new status, Anson could not detect them.Returning to the present, he looked at his First Lieutenant."You may dismiss the men,. At the lobby level a pair of security guards boarded."Good evening, ladies." Said the shorter of them in that sensuous voice that Helen loved so much."Good evening Officer Roland." She purred. "Officer Pratt. I didn't know you were on shift tonight." We're always looking out for you." Roland said with a brotherly smile.They were Helen's two favorite members of the building's security detail. Roland was huge, built like the entire center line of the Minnesota Vikings. Pratt looked like a male.