Steve froze on the spot, he had n idea what was about to happen. Was she going to yell at him for looking? Would people see and think he was some kind... of pervert? How could he explain his situation to anybody? He was beginning to panic. ‘See anything you like?’ She asked. Steve was petrified, he knew that when he opened his mouth the English language would abandon him, but he had to put up some defense to this girl’s accusations. ”Err… no.. I mean yes… I mean well of course but…’ he stuttered,. Met at the Bethesda Fountain in Central Park. A smartly-dressed black man was with him and the ambassador spoke French.“Lieutenant, thanks for meeting me here. My condolences on the passing of Pierre; I know you two were very close. Let’s walk.”“Yes, we were close, and I’m glad that you gave me the news personally. May I call you Claude?”“Of course, Pierre was my nephew and you spent a lot of time with our family while on leave. How are you doing?”“Fine, Claude. There’s a void that needs to be. Who knows what he'll do if we refuse?"Dirk nodded in agreement. "I don't trust him either...but I'd say wehave at least a slightly better chance of getting back to normal if wecooperate. He'd have no incentive to even keep us alive if we turnedhim down. Besides, we could always drop out if things started goingbad...just like you did on that pre-algebra course," he said, eyeingSteve."Are you guys crazy?" Steve ranted. "This is-this is tyranny! Tyrannyof the majority!"After a small eternity. The old lady muttered in pleasure…Finally I felt she was ready, very wet and eager for more; then I quickly pulled away, stood up and began undoing my trousers.Barbara opened her eyes and stared at me as I got undress. Her eyes widened at the sight of my hard ready cock. She said it was much bigger than her late husbands.I moved between her spread tanned legs and placing my cock at her tight opening, I ran my thick round head a couple of times up and down her slit.Barbara moaned softly but once.