She didn't think of herself as pretty and had never had any real attention off of anyone before. The rumblings of attention made feel uncomfortable, e...en though nothing was done or said, she did everything she could to dissuade them. She wore baggy clothes in downtime that didn't show off her figure and she made sure not to give any of the males in her training group too much attention, less it encourage further attention. Speaking of her figure, Kiara was petite but well proportioned, 5'4". " Harold Roberts ... I'll get right on it. And the second thing?" As I said, the second is for me personally and I need it done very quietly and very quickly. I want a tail put on a woman named Isabeau Blacktower. She's the Dean of Guilliford Academy, an upscale grammar school for the children of diplomats, politicians and Pentagon big brass located in the suburbs of Alexandria. She should be arriving there about eight this morning. I want to know who she meets with and, if and when she leaves. "Found it!" He said. "Found what?" I asked. I already knew. I had read stories about the male prostate acting like a g-spot. How some men can come with out any penile stimulus. An orgasm caused by the massage of the prostate gland. But I wanted to hear it from him. "Your prostate. Your G-spot!" He continued to rub against it. I now knew what it meant. It was like a whole new world of sexual stimulation was opened to me. I wondered. If a finger felt that good, what would something larger feel. Thelights were still dimmed. Standing still, listening, she couldn't hear anyone. Slowly she ventured out into the warehouse aisle, ready to dash back to theillusory safety of her hiding place at any sign someone else was in the building.Not that she could dash anywhere, more like a crawl. After every step she stoppedto listen for the slightest sound. She crouched down to try to see throughthe stacked shelves. No lights from the front offices. She did see the burglaralarm light blinking. At.