She put her small private towel under her mound to hide the drainage from the pleasures she took almost every night when she was alone in her solitude....She let the pressure build slowly and then paused for a delicious contemplation of the extent of her depravity.How could she be such a religious oriented person with intentions of true piety and still fall into these sessions of base desires? She had no easy answer for such a difficult question. If only she had allowed her pre-convent day's. There is a naked man standing beside your bed. That's when you realize in a panic that you are not in your own home, in your own bed. You are in a hotel at a three day writer's conference. The man is the room mate that was assigned to you by the conference officials to keep costs down for the two of you.His eyes are closed. He stands there stroking his own enormous cock. It is only inches from your face. You have never seen a cock as large as his before except in porno films. You realize that. Of course we could have dismissed you or evencharged you under the Official Secret's Act. And of course; not that weuse the option very often - but we could of just made you disappear; ifyou know what I mean." The first two options were actually considered by my superiors; but Icame up with a better plan; a mutually beneficial plan." Before I go on let me get me take care of this little mess."Michele sat in stunned silence riveted to her chair; her head spinning.Sir Giles went into her little. “Oh, God, Jack! It’s even worse for a woman! Any decent guys my age are already married. Besides, like you said, who wants a ready-made family with teenaged boys? The only men I’ve met interested in me are just looking for horny widows and divorcees. I’m too old to start hanging around bars trying to get picked up.”Jack snorted in sympathy. “You’ve still got one advantage over me.”“What’s that?”“This is a college town. I bet you could find a college bar where there’s some guys looking to meet.