"Now, go and find some assistance for Sir Brian," she breathed as she idly stroked herself in a moment of indulgence."Yes Miss," Rebecca grinned.With ...he flavour of her Miss Ashton's cunt still on her lips she left the office. Rebecca knew all the girl's at Avondale, and would easily be able to find a suitable little tart to assist the patron.******Sir Brian opened a door marked "Viewing Room" and quietly walked down four steep steps into a narrow and dimly lit corridor. Several chairs had been. He wore the red, checkered turban, called the keffiyeh, particular to the Saudi Arabs. A leather cord bound it about his temple. He was in great shape though age was graying his close-cropped beard.“President Woodward,” he said, embracing me with more warmth than I expected. His beard tickled my cheeks as he planted a welcoming kiss on each one. “What a pleasure to see you.”I let out a nervous laugh as I shifted in the dark-blue dress I wore, the blouse far more conservative than anything I. More

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