Nonetheless, they had finally found that one person who would make this aworkable plan. He fit almost every desired characteristic.Steve confided in ...red, "I hope the boss agrees. It's not a 100% matchfor the undercover profile. However, it is close enough for governmentwork."Steve took the printouts and placed them inside a Homeland Security TopSecret folder. Putting on his suit coat, using his reflection in theoffice window, he checked his tie. He tucked the folder under his arm,and. A counselor who introduced herself as Lynn Hartman called Ruthie's name. Hartman was in her mid-30's. She was well-dressed and only slightly taller than Ruthie, with medium-length brown hair done up in a casual style that would have been fine had she been a bit younger, but looked a bit out of place with the rest of her professional appearance. She spoke with the usual soothing voice that it seemed all counselors used with their clients. Ruthie vaguely wondered if they taught counselors to talk. She was special for him, alright. He nuzzled her and decided to test the limits. ‘I want to fuck your ass now,’ he whispered. She hesitated only a moment. ‘Okay,’ she whispered back to him. ‘Really?’ he asked. She smiled. ‘I’ll do anything for you, Robert,’ she said. He almost felt guilty about that as he eased his cock out of her freshly fucked pussy. She slid dutifully off the boxes, smiling at him as he turned her around. Without prompting, she bent over the boxes and thrust out her ass. He. He did want to talk about it, but that would mean coming out first and he wasn't sure he was ready. Before he could answer, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." Is that your date?" she teased as he stepped past her.Tad knew in his heart who it was before he opened the door. Mark stood there pale faced with his eyes on his fingers."What's up?" Tad asked with as much energy as he could muster."Hey," he said. "You busy?" Just folding clothes with Mom. Come on in." He stood back to let Mark in, his.