" I don't understand. Was this an official mission?" he asked, turning to my old director.He shook his head, then looked at me. "If I may?" he asked.I...nodded."Mr. Sampson's mission, as he had been trained to defined it, was to recover the young girl. Our agents are trained to be focused, mission specific. I'm surprised he brought out the case at all, to be truthful. It shows a break in his training."He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. That look had ended more than one career and they had all. I wanted to offer him something that would make the situation seem like it sucked less, but before I could think of anything, he sent another message. Wheres a superhero when I need one? Once again, a superhero line was going to sell it for him. It took me a moment to think, but only a moment. Shes sitting in the lounge of the theatre building with a plan. The text sent as I opened the door to the building, greeting some people with waves as I walked in, saying hello to those I hadnt talked to. I realized at that moment that I probably needed to start thinking seriously and immediately in terms of a longer range solution to my situation.I finally got to meet Connie's parents when she dragged them over to meet me and my family. Connie paid special attention to introducing Kelly and Penny. After all, my sisters were also the 'friends' with whom Connie had been supposedly spending all her time at our house, while she was actually fucking my friends and me.There was an uncomfortable. She laid atop George's chest and felt his heart beating. George had felt his own heart too. He felt it for her. They cuddled and talked for hours. Time had slowed for them. It was the single best time of George's life. Their teenage innocence was the sweetest thing George had ever felt. As time moved forward, so did their relationship. Summer was discovering her sexuality, and was showing George his own. His disinterest in girls had transformed into an enormous interest in Summer. She loved his.