Operation Chameleon Ch. 04

She giggled "Ooooh yes please!"

No such luck though as Lisbeth got totally wasted chatting up various limps and wimps and when she started asking males straight out if they had 10 inch hard ones, I knew it was time to take her home. She passed out in the limo. Dad pretended not to notice anything out of the ordinary when we got home.

I made a mental note to myself to pick her brains about her research and Cyborg at every convenient opportunity. I would have to be subtle about my questioning though.

Major Gar had left a message "You handled the situation well. The ongoing operation in that club was not blown and your cover was maintained. Try to avoid Warp Dogs in the near future though."

The rest of my leave passed without much incident.

Sis thankfully made no new requests to go back to Warp Dogs in the next week. She had other clubs to gatecrash on my security clearance. Till she even gave up those and surmised "It is all hype isn't it? I think it is back to paying with the toys for me."

Then she gave me an impish look "So how big is your Masters cock Fran? And can he keep it up all night?"

I mocked shock at her questions "Lisbeth Griffin! Really what sort of questions are those."

She pouted and rolled her eyes "Surely those are not covered by security clearances? Oh I know you will have to arrest me and send me to a salt mine."

I laughed "Lisbeth I am a total cock slut. Like the collar says I am a sex slave. I am going to fuck my way round the galaxy till I find my 10 by 8 at least who can keep it up all night. Who knows if I get really lucky I might find an even bigger one."

She laughed "Your bad! Don't stay away so long next time. It aint easy being the daughter of a Party Central Committee member. It scares the shit out half the guys and the other half just sees you as a promotion ticket."

I hugged her "I know sweetie. I have been there and done that. It will be a few rare men who will not give a fuck who dad is sweetie. Even amongst foreigners."

I spent a good part of my leave filling those antigravity chests I had bought. I blew every credit I had. Well there was nowhere to spend it at the Directorate. The things I did not buy were bras and knickers.