Lee flipped the piss-flap open and freed his stiff cock into her waiting hand. She kissed her way down his chest, stopping to flick her tongue over hi...s nipples.She continued kissing her way down over his flat stomach until she was kneeling in front of him. She inspected at the cock in her hand. It was long and damn near as thick at the head as it was at the base. Lee decided that it was a very handsome monster.She grasped his cock more firmly, and it flexed in her hand. With her pointy tongue,. She made it a game, I’m just playing it smarter.”She laughed. “Be careful, Matt. You could end up having to buy another collar.”I shrugged. “We’ll see. Thanks for everything. Tell Charlotte we miss her.”I left and made my way through the hospital to Samantha’s office and knocked.She let me in and I took the seat she offered me. Her office was smaller than Victoria’s and seemed more cramped with medical journals. As a surgeon she didn’t need to project a relaxing environment.“So, what brings you. No drinks for losers! Die, you fucking cow!"Happily for Gloria, the others protested and she was allowed a glass of tap water, uncooled and very likely none too pure. But she drank it greedily all the same.Alf sent her indoors to answer the telephone, which was ringing. Why the man didn't have a mobile extension she could never figure. Too mean, perhaps? She took the call, which turned out to be from a lawyer in London. Nothing concrete to report. Alf was still unable to return, but things were. He was most apologetic but regretted he could do nothing about it. Mark went and saw the Mess Secretary, who was a delightful retired infantry officer. Despite charm and a boisterous sense of humour he was canny and Mark trusted him."Edward," he said, "I've got a problem. Charles Fitzmaurice is taking Victoria Collins to the Summer Ball." Oh shit!!" said Edward. "So has she." Exactly. This would never have arisen if I'd got my act together and invited her myself." Do I detect a trace of.