) She looked fresh and pretty in daylight, and the sun through the kitchen window showed her hair was mixed up luxurious browns. She handed me a dish ...owel to wipe the sweat off and carried two glasses of water to the kitchen table."Come sit down," she said, "so you can relax and not have to look at me." At my puzzled expression, she plucked at the sleeve of her homely dress and then patted her belly.I grinned ruefully. "You know how much I love looking at your body. I already gave myself. Keep sifting the shit. Eventually something that doesn't stink will fall out. Mike you got any idea how to use that computer shit to cut down on the suspects, or find the connections.Mike: To be honest boss we got lots of data, but we don't really know what questions to ask. We might already have the right data just don't know it. I will keep analyzing what I have. Maybe something will pop up.Eddie: Mike, shift your focus to finding me a connected member of the cartel. We do know which cartel. My eyes close, my back arches, I revel in the moment, lost in a torrent of physical feelings and emotional chaos. So very good. Your hands are still on my hips, warm, possessing. I place mine over yours, beginning to rise and fall slowly, steadily. Your grip tightens on me, I know you are close. Leaning forward, I press myself into you, loving the way our bodies fit together. I kiss you deeply, capturing your tongue with my teeth, playing it against my own, moaning loudly, finding it hard to. That's when I felt something wet and rough playing with my labia. It was an odd feeling, I felt being aroused and confused at the same time, 'Mia! Stop it! Do you really think that we should go on?' That command didn't stop the feeling of being licked, but Mia replied, 'Yeah Stace... That's not me. That's either Bruno or Marcus. The one inside of me did not introduce itself and I have hard time to remember which is which. But new dog smiles like Bruno so let's just call it Bruno.' There was.