“What can I say, sub, you’re an ace! You’re three for three!”Delighted girlish squeal of glee.“THANK YOU! I can stop rolling fucking joints ...ow, right?”“Yes, you may stop rolling joints for now.”A Bic lighter strikes followed by a long, slow intake of breath.“Here you go, Sir!”She holds the joint to my lips while I take the hit. Her free hand squeezes my dick through my jeans.“You said something about a reward, Sir? Am I warm?”“You’re hot. Take it out of my pants.”She unzips my fly and. ”He gently slid his thumb into her as he palmed her mound and then raked it lightly as he withdrew. Sean was enjoying the feel of her wet cunnie and curly pubic hair. Thinking idly of how he had always preferred a little hair to bald cunnies.At another thought, he said to Lee, “My love, if I’m pushing you too hard for fuck sake tell me to bugger off. As sure as shit stinks, I don’t want you to be overwhelmed by my addiction.”“Addiction?” she repeated his last word. Lee rolled her hips into his. ’ I said. ‘But it’s obvious why Farris is doing this–‘ Just then FBI Special Agent in Charge Jack Muscone barreled in, his face as white as a sheet. He was followed by Sandra Speer, who broke off and went to hug her boyfriend Martin Nash (which is why I let him stay). ‘How… how is she?’ Jack gasped. ‘Have a seat.’ I said, indicating the space next to me. ‘C’mon, sit!’ He finally obeyed, and I said ‘She’s alive, she’s in surgery, we’re waiting to hear more. Early word is that it’s not. Taking out manila envelope I placedit in front of me.. How long had we had it and I'd been unaware? Didit travel with us from Sacramento? It must have-- which meant theinformation had been there all along. If I'd found it sooner, I wouldhave known what Walter had done and maybe..."And maybe what?" asked practical Alex, "Not one thing would havechanged. You would have still obsessed over Monica and Bradley wouldstill have infected you with the virus."I contemplated what Practical Alex.