This woman got out, blonde hair, a fair old pair of tits on her, a short skirt and high heels. Must be on their way out or home from a party I thought.... Anyway as I watched she hiked up her skirt pulled her knickers aside and squatted down to pee behind the wagon. I smiled thinking she hadn’t realised I was in the back of my cab and was watching her pee. Well she stood up, looked directly at me and blew me a kiss. Her skirt still around her waist and her knickers aside showing her furry pussy.. After the fact, however, it seemed awfully suspicious, and I think parts of it may have just been for his own pleasure. I have to admit, it turned out to feel pretty pleasurable for me too. Again, I'm not gay or anything, but each new thing he told me he'd have to do turned me on as much as it freaked me out, probably just because of the thrill of experimentation. So I'd like to say I was helpless, but really, I could have just said no and walked out at any time. Anyway, I can't really remember. I always waited for a nod or shake from Cathy. A nod and I agreed, a shake and I got up and made a fool of myself. When she agreed, the guy got one dance and a thank you. A few of the men tried to cut in, and Cathy told them no right on the dance floor.When the reception was winding down, Cathy asked me to escort her to her car. I fetched our coats and walked with her. When we got there, I took her keys, unlocked her car, and opened the door for her.She touched my arm, looked me in the eyes and. When the courser passed over the complex of junk and falling down buildings up popped a name, Brazil Mining and Minerals - BM&M. Damn, we had used their plane to fly from South America to South Africa in the mission to kill the Prince.I had the company president’s number in my cell phone. Alanza Fernando and I had met when I was Ambassador to Uganda; he was easy to get along with. BM&M had contracts in South America and most of Africa where it was safe. He was at a meeting I had to attend while.