The Confederate flag hung from a pole behind the desk next to a wall map of the territories claimed by the Confederacy and the few outlying areas of c...ivilization that still existed.The Colonel looked up at the junior officer and frowned, then cleared his throat. “You’re the head of intelligence in Knoxville?” he asked, his gruff voice unfriendly.“Um, yessir!” the lieutenant said, coming to attention.“At ease,” the older officer said more softly, returning his gaze to the folder in front of him.. My hand stroked her hair and urged her head down. Smiling, she lifted the dildo and ran it along the sensitive inner part of my thighs almost to my pussy. I could feel my orgasm beginning even though she hadn’t yet touched my pussy.“Not yet, Kerrie, not yet,” I heard her say and she pulled back until I relaxed a little.When she had sensed that I had calmed down she bent forward and for the first time ran a finger along my slit, followed by her prehensile tongue that I had grown to enjoy so. "The car or the airplane?"I was thinking of myself in a Pitts. Stopped myself before I got into trouble. "The car." Certainly not. Dan Richards, you KNOW that's not me. That plane, though..." Hundred and fifty thousand dollars," I said. "Used." I know. Used. I looked. Twenty pounds of baggage and two people..." Want a graduation present?" No! Most assuredly no. And stop tempting me, Dan Richards. You know I have weaknesses." Yeah," I laughed. "Airplanes. Engineering." And forty year old ... No,. "Please," I said quietly."Please what?" he asked."Please punish me," I answered."For what?" he asked."Because you can," I said. "Because I need it." But if it's just punishment for punishment's sake, that would be sexual," Jeff said."Yes, it would," I replied."And that is OK with you?" he asked."May I set the rules?" I asked.Jeff nodded.Rachel had told me the rules that she had set for Jeff. Rule one: no permanent marks. Rule two: he can't do anything that would make him lose respect for her..