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She told him “you are an amazing lover. We must do this again.” A feeling of guilt flushed over him. He said “I’m married”. She responded “I will not tell anyone if you keep me satisfied. No one will ever know. Make up whatever story you need. I will play along. All I want is more of this. Eventually your ass will be ready for my cock. Until then your throat will have to do.” They fell asleep in each others arms. To be continued..... She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life, and as she turned the page she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her as she recalled the pleasure and knowledge they gave her. She smiled as she saw the entry, 'Operation Probe & Protect Advance Party, femdom Eilat, Israel,' then added in another pen, 'met Ziva again today, she hasn't changed.' Julie stood leaning on the railings looking down onto the busy shopping square, her long brown hair was loose around her face and her blue eyes were concealed by large dark glasses. She felt the dampness in her silk camisole top beneath her linen trouser suit and noticed the jacket had become undone and fallen open. Glancing down she chuckled to herself thinking perhaps she should have worn a bra, as her hard nipples were clearly visible through the damp material. Quickly she closed the jacket again despite the heat to conceal the Glock and shoulder holster she had collected from the Embassy earlier after landing in Israel that morning. From her elevated position Julie studied the hordes of people moving around below like some insane ballet when she caught a brief hint of a perfume that she knew instantly. Her thought was confirmed moments later when she felt the breasts of the woman who had slipped behind her being pressed into her back. Then Julie felt the hot breath on her neck and a husky female voice spoke softly in her ear, "I remember you." Julie felt an instant dampness spring between her jerking legs, which wasn't from the heat of the sun, as she closed her eyes, her thoughts were catapulted back nearly 10 years to when she was just 25. The compact woman stood bouncing gently on the balls of her feet in front of a stunned group of combat veterans who had just watched one of their own be put to the floor in a few moves. "And that," she said in her Israeli accent 'Is the power of Krav fetish Maga. It takes the best of many martial arts and turns them into a deadly close quarters combat technique. Over the next two weeks we will work on a one to one ratio and give at least the basics." She carried on as she walked along the line, "Of course you have to watch how much of our excellent beer & food you partake, though some seem to have forgotten this already," poking one large man in the tummy playfully. Stopping before Julie she looked her up and down before saying, "And as you are the only little girl in amongst Big Tits these old women, I guess you will be mine." Then leaning forward so only Julie could hear whispered, "And you will become my little bitch," before standing back and issuing a command in Hebrew as they split into pairs. Julie kept her face serene and studied the Israeli drill sergeant carefully, the name Ziva was sewn on a flash patch above one breast of the skin-tight tee shirt she wore showing her sports bra under. Julie estimated that she was maybe 5 years her senior putting her at just under 30. Ziva was a couple of inches shorter than Julie, but stockier so they were about matched in weight at around 120lb. Ziva's black hair was drawn into a single ponytail high on the crown of her head and her dark green eyes glittered as the studied Julie's classic martial art stance. "So," said Ziva, her eyes glittering, "Are you ready to run home to your mummy crying because the nasty Jewish lady made you her bitch?" Julie didn't move, "Good," laughed Ziva, "It would seem you know some things including not to rush in," then studying the lack of emotion on Julie's face went on, masturbation "Also the importance of keeping your temper as well." Julie smiled serenely then pantomimed looking around, though never talking her eyes of Ziva before she said in a soft voice, "Sorry I can't see this Lady you refer to." The speed of the attack surprised Julie and before she could move back she found herself on the floor trying to catch her breath from the elbow to her solar plexus. "Rule number one," said Ziva smiling down at her, "Everything is a weapon and everything will attack you." She only glanced to meet his gaze for a moment, and nodded. "Josh, 'sup, why all the way back here? 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