Another couple of sips, listening to constant chatter, surveying the room intently for that one person I was searching. Our pace began to slowly decline. Indian sex Sensors, none that I could detect. If I moved too early, I could blow my cover, and possibly Gerard’s, and that wouldn’t be a pleasent experience when I returned back to headquarters. ” Still nothing eh, Rank ” he whispered, his voice just audible to me. My best agent, foiled by a spy, and she expects me to be lenient! Prologue:
The twin glass doors silently parted from each other as a silent woman walked through them. My hands massaged that breast with longliness, my fingers pulling upon her erect nipple, causing even more agony to explode through her body. Our pace began to slowly decline. Wearing black clothing; from undershirt, pants, jacket- even belt- the silent stature moved itself to stand in front of the widely-spaced desk.
