Last night at approximately two-thirty-seven a.m. four men arrived in a car and entered the house. They remain there now." Show me." I walked around t...e desk to look at the laptop screen. All I could see was a car pulling up and four people getting out. But I expected Spook could see more."Is one of them Estrada?" I asked."No." Damn."Can you pick anything up?" Two could play at long-range miking; one of the precautions I'd taken was to get one and set it up on a swivel; Spook could focus it. I couldn't help glancing down at it. "Hey." "Hey... so..." What was I supposed to say? Nick pulled me into him and kissed me hard. He squeezed my ass in both of his hands and then released me. "Is that what you needed to show me?" I giggled. "Well. That's not it. I wanted to talk to you about something actually." "What's that?" "You and I both know how slutty you are, and I want to share you. Do you ever fantasize about being gang-banged?" "Well, sure, I fantasize, but..." "I can make that. From there, she sat back down on the futon where I was and pulled me on top of her. It was an all-out war from that point on. Our tongues met, we bit lips. We made our rounds kissing everywhere that we could. My hands were sure to become vagabonds, going from places like her hands and hair to her inner thighs, then to her ass, grabbing so much that she couldn't help but whine a bit. My kisses trailed from her lips to her cheeks, down her neck, then down to her shoulders, where I was sure to. I'm sprawled out on my bed with nothing on. Peter, my boyfriend, will be coming over in a little bit to fix my A.C. I thought I could go without one for a while, but if this is the first weekend of spring and it already feels like hell outside; then I don't stand a chance.I get out of bed and walk over to the floor to ceiling mirror on one side of my bedroom. I lift my arms and do a slow spin. I don't have a perfect body but it's pretty damn close. I'm 5ft 6in. Long legs, long blond hair that.