Cable slave - price negotiable. ‘That’s how I will be marketing you, you are going to give my clients a lot of entertainment but we need to start ...your training. I hope you are enjoying the ginger, it’s going to stay in there a while longer.’ I must have looked desperate because I could hear him laughing. ‘It does you good to sweat, slut, but we need to put you through your paces. I’ve seen your wardrobe so go and get your black lycra tights. Don’t take out the ginger, I’m watching. Pick up. I don't know why, but the Colonel is still fuming. Our issue is somewhat more delicate. We prefer that CNN not tell the world that we had a SEAL team in there to rescue a prisoner. No one would get court martialed or anything like that, it's just better if the enemy doesn't know all the players in the scene. It would also be a lot better back home if no one knew that one of the assigned SEALs missed his rescue mission. See what I mean? Okay, what can you tell me?" Damn little that you don't. She said "I liked you as soon as you walked in", I said "How old are you", she said "49 does it matter", I said "No". And with that in mind I walked towards her. She was sat on one of the chairs as I put my hand on the back of her neck, she was smiling at me.I crouched down and liftes up her chin, she smiled and we kissed. As we kissed I slipped my tongue into her mouth and she did the same back. I slipped my hand down her Indian dress onto her breast and she moaned, as I fondled her tits,. As soon as he was seated my hand went straight back to his thigh. While the four of us made small talk, I couldn’t resist making the brave move of unzipping my boy’s finely pressed slacks, and taking out what was inside. My dad began quizzing Sky on his future plans, all the while indirectly gauging the role I would play in them and sizing up the young man who could potentially replace him as my leading man. I mean we weren’t even close to that sort of relationship, but to a father, every guy.