.." I said before she cut me off "John I know more about you, then you know about our secret ops." Before I could speak she approached me pushing me g...ently to the office wall/kissing me suddenly "John dont act like you dont want it." I quickly grabbed her tossing her to that very wall, our yearning lips kiss tongues carressing slowly over an over. In the back of my mind knowing she works for the Fucking Feds;"Fuck it,,, Bitch you dont know how long I've wanted this..Fuck that , YOU!!!"I then. She told me that what first attracted her to me was my handle. She told me how she had been starting to become sexually attracted to her son and she knew this was against all the things that she had been taught. So, she would log on to try to find young guys to help make her forget about him, but she would always seem to gravitate only to the younger ones who reminded her of him. She realized this was becoming an obsession yet she could not help herself. The thought of fucking her own son made. As Veronica was preparing to dine alone, in her guest room, as a break from the hectic round of dinners with the Emir, her step-mother, her sister and her niece in various combinations, the telephone rang in the guest suite."Hullo," she said, wondering who might be telephoning her here."Good evening, Countess," said a pleasant tenor voice, "Allow me to introduce myself, since nobody else has seen fit to do so. I am Crown Prince Mustapha, the eldest son of the Emir. We met once at Stapleford. Only to learn my cable had been turnedoff. I called Cox Communications only to learn that it was turned off andthat my account was frozen. However I still had my high speed internet. Ialso received an email stating that this was my consequence for my poorjudgment. My wife was upset cause she stated she got the same e-maildetailing my behavior caused this wrath of the Mail Mistress. A month of exercising and eating better sure made me feel better. Thewife and I had rules of engagement as they.