She emerged a half hour later and went into the bar inside the Hotel Kabul Intercontinental. It was the largest hotel in town where dignitaries and jo...urnalists stayed. She walked into the bar and smiled. The gang was all there. The world of the foreign correspondents was small and getting smaller. Bob Lacosta was an award winning journalist with the New York Times and looked every inch the part. He was bald with a large paunch, glasses and suspenders. He was a hard nosed journalist but engaging. "Really?" I asked, finally breaking my silence."He speaks!" laughed Carmen. 'Mike' burst out laughing too.They were giggling like schoolgirls. I was annoyed, and descended intosilence again."I'm sorry. But yeah, we do get a lot of women who pack. It's quitecommon these days." She picked up a harness that was styled like boxershorts and showed them to us. "This for example. A lot of trans-menprefer these particular pair of boxers. They put in dildos or packersand get on with their daily. Well done! You may be the real sheena If you did not or are no longer interested in the role then please do not read on I think I should tell you now that the role of sheena does require a small amount of improvisation If you see stars instead of a line this means an ad-lib is required Nota bene the number of stars dictates the number of words used For example AUTHOR – What is you favourite number between one and ten sheena? Sheena – * AUTHOR – OH I see most girls say 7 As you may see. “Rub your dick between my wet lips,” demanded Hannah as she laid back down with her legs in the air. Mike carefully positioned his plump head between her flooded lips. He grabbed his shaft with his hand and slid up and down the slickness. He loved the feeling and he could tell that Hannah was enjoying it too.“That’s it. Lay back down. It’s my turn now,” said Hannah as she slipped his dick away from her lips and sat up. Mike could feel the moist, cool evening air hit his hardended member as.