I could do the slut thing for my friends when they so desired. Hence I looked to the outside observer to be a smart conservative but sexy lady.It was... into this environment that one night, resting after a good rut with one of my mates, that he asked me if I would initiate his son into real sexuality. This was certainly a first for me - being asked that is - and not since I lusted after my son and his mates all those years ago had I considered young boys. My mature and younger men were all I. "I like your hair," he said with a small smile."Stuff it," I told him, pulling the band out of my hair and finger combing it. "I doubt your hair would look any better for sleeping on a padded bench for," I glanced at my watch, "three and a half hours. Don't private jets usually have beds?" Where's the bathroom?" Billy asked, interrupting whatever Talon was about to say."Right this way," Marcus said, leading Billy through a doorway towards the back."How long until we actually land?" I asked,. Jimmy don't like hair in his teeth ... so we're goin' to shave. Shave all dat ugly hair and make your pussy worth eatin." He watched her face twist in agony at his request but knew she was his captive. "Git your ass on the bed so we can make your pussy worth fucking."His demands and orders were the most demoralizing things she had ever heard. No man could talk to her like that and get away with it, Chelly thought. But why was she laying on the bed, she wondered?Chelly was vaguely aware of what. I don’t get much sleep, lying in bed, and thinking over my talking points, but I do get a lot of rest. Twenty to ten, I get a wakeup call from the front desk. I quickly get up and dress. When I leave my room, Gun is with our MI5 escorts waiting on me.We make it just in time. Gun and I are escorted into a conference room, where we wait for 20 minutes for the admiral and his entourage. I just bite my tongue when they enter the room.The first to enter the room is a Chief Petty Officer (CPO). He.