The setting was thought by most to be a James Bondspoof, but as we grew older and wiser on literature in later years(plus the powers that be did more ...television adaptations of his work)in hindsight it was actually a John Le Carre spoof, with a group ofspies and their handlers all suspecting others of having changed sides.Spoiler alert? It was all just comic incompetence. I played asecretary, Holly, in that unnamed intelligence department, working inthe office in the first part, and then popping. By the way, what the hell is it with these 75-year old men who have to drive these big-ass Cadillacs five miles an hour under the speed limit, and these fucking soccer moms in the Chevy Suburbans. Two k**s and they need an automobile big enough to carry the 82nd Airborne division. Cripes!As you can imagine, I get a little irritable when slowpokes are interfering in my panty plan. I had the whole thing worked out in my head. First I had to clean up the pair I was wearing. I couldn't let anything. Makes it an actually very practical little bit of transportation.We’re clicking along nicely when we get a radio call. Dana, flying with Cindy and the gang, for a position check. They’re passing us up, way overhead at flight level two five zero. They’ll be in Auburn HOURS before us.“Sling four seven five juliette tango, this is Pilatus zero seven tango sierra.” Cindy.I answered, “Pilatus zero seven tango sierra this is Sling five juliette tango, over.”“Seven tango sierra, just checking. She started to tease me in a very matter of fact way, not at all in the context of our lovemaking but conversationally, at the dinner table or at breakfast. She'd ask me as I was leaving for work to imagine her with a big black cock in her or as we washed up after dinner she'd tell me she was looking forward to me licking cum from her face or kissing her cum filled mouth. I understood the psychology she was adopting. In some ways it worked. I did feel jealousy and I did feel fear but not in a.