I wouldn't have thought, under these circumstances, that I would have been able to sleep. But I was exhausted. It was only a matter of minutes before ... drifted off to a fitful, nightmare filled sleep.I was raised from that not very restful sleep some time later. I have no idea how much time had passed but there was a window near my cage. I could see that it was still pitch black outside. It was the middle of the night.I slowly returned to consciousness to discover that the damned dog was. I was so close I looked at the girl, my eyes unfocused as the orgasm thudded through my mind, causing only my lips to tremble as the air exhaled quietly. It was our pact, my deal with the demonic creature, parting with my soul at this instance of intense pleasure. And worth every shamefully earned second. I could barely wait for the girl to leave, the guilt-ravished moment done, ready to be truly taken and treated like I truly deserved. But to my chagrin, I noticed that while every part of the. He agreed with Crawford, at least until he could talk to Whitaker about what she’d said. If he contradicted her statement, she could also get into trouble, which he didn’t want.From there, it had been a whirlwind. The news choppers hadn’t captured that last moment behind the restaurant, but the video of the chase coupled with federal officers evacuating a four-block radius of DC was enough to put them into a frenzy. The FBI put out a statement that minimized what happened, but there had been. We could see each other. We could say anything we wanted to, and no one could hear us. No one interrupted us. No waitress came by to refill our cups, but they never got empty. After a while, we talked about that, wondering how that could be. We couldn't touch each other until we had finished our coffee – that had been the plan. We had made an agreement, a promise to each other, so we couldn't touch. We've promised to always keep our promises, so all we could do was talk.It was a.