As the Special Agent in charge of Operation Mantrap for the Jacksonville region, she had to get in her car and drive all over the northeast quarter of...Florida to check out every lead personally.She had to check every lead in person because of her orders. There must be no chance of missing lead to a man. After many months of doing this it had become tedious and exhausting and still no men had been located.There had been many false leads. Some were hysteric women, some were women that wanted to. She didn't get to do it much. Her work schedule was quite grueling and ever since Full Tilt had been shut down it had seemed like such a hassle to go looking for a new site to play poker on.Kristen took her suitcase to the fold out rack in the closet and set it on the fabric straps that were strung across it. She unzipped the top of the case and began to unpack. She put the shirts on hangers in the hotel closet and laid the pants out across the suitcase to air out. She was glad that she had. "That sounded like a good plan to me as I went to my room to lie down and sleep it off. By Monday, I'd come to terms with what I'd done, and I figured as long as we kept it a secret, nobody would find out about Ben and me. I was on my last three days of school, and it really seemed to drag. I spent all day thinking naughty thoughts about my big brother.~~~By the time school let out, I was determined to run by my brother's apartment and do it again. I'd been really sore, but it had gone away by. I said that there's always a first time. She was wearing nice looking jeans and sleek boots with a black shirt with hints of red with tiny lace on the ends and her hair was falling down a bit curly. I asked her to climb up. During the ride she had her arms wrapped around me, at first I felt she was a bit scared, by the time we stopped she had loosen up a bit.I took her to a place I knew, near the beach, really romantic, not too much lights not too few I knew it was the perfect place. We were.