I opened it up and read it, feeling blood surging into my cock as I did. “I think we are going to get to be really good friends.” He wrote. Ohhh. ...his was looking good.We first met on Wednesday. Not hearing from him on Thursday, late in the afternoon, I sent him an email, asking when we could get together again. I received nothing from him Thursday, Friday morning, the same. I was getting kind of antsy, not having heard from him. Finally, late Friday afternoon, I received a short email. “Sorry. ” Jan admitted. And, it wasn’t Bobby or Peter either they, didn’t bring it on, I did.”“Well, that is not a surprise to me,” Greg said.“I’m sorry, Jan said, her voice trembled with shock at the trouble she was now in.“Jan what has gotten into you?” Greg continued. “Punish me!”“Yeah, punish me yourself.”“What do you mean?”“You know, pop it. Punish me, Greg, and leave our parents out of it. Jan offered.“Oh, that wouldn’t work!”“What do you mean it wouldn’t work?” Jan asked.“I couldn’t punish you.. That might change tomorrow.'Briefly I thought of escape until he showed me where I would be.He told me to sit in a wooden upright chair. It had buckles and straps and he quickly fastened me into it. I couldn't move my arms or legs. There was even a strap around my neck so I could only look ahead of me. He wheeled the chair in front of the television and switched it on. Standing beside me he showed me a syringe and said, 'This is a hypnotic. It'll help you adapt. Help you become your new self. After lunch there was a news conference and then the Emir was flying home. He had arrived on a commercial flight but was going to be carried back on a private flight.I offered to have one of the Air Force executive jets but he was afraid that it would create political problems. One of the JBG business jets was arriving at Andrews to make the flight to Nigeria. It was one more conflict of interest in the eyes of some. The Emir and his group were happy and thankful.The week was gone and there.
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