It was starting to get dark when I got back to the room after dinner. I was still feeling pretty good, Spook seemed to be looking after me just fine. ...his being on the run wasn't all bad, I felt a sense of, I don't know, freedom? I was on my own, no schedule, no work to go to or people to check in with, it seemed kind of liberating.But I did, I realized, have people to check in with. Spook was one, I had to get serious with him, I couldn't stay on the run forever.And Lisa. She should be clear. ”“John,” he said. “Nice to meet you.”I wrapped my arms around myself automatically from the cold air pouring past me. My nipples immediately hardened from the chill. “Oh. Would you like to come in?”“I don’t need to,” he said.“Please, it’s awfully cold outside.” I said automatically out of the mid-western hospitality engrained in me.He nodded, quickly wiped his boots off on the mat outside and stepped in. I closed the door behind him, shutting out the frigid outside temperature. It was at that. I moved over to her bed and sat on the end of the bed. I knelt in front of Paula's groin and looked at the tuft of pubic hair and her desirable labia. I rubbed against her pussy in a circular motion with my fingers and I felt the delicate skin move and part. Paula gasped and stirred against my hand as I circled in the other direction and her labia parted with a moist sound. Using my first and second fingers I opened her pussy wide and bent forward to lap at her clitoris. I felt Paula stiffen as. Just in time to start a new week. I was pretty well rested, since all I had been doing was watching the perimeter a few hours a day for the last week. I also watched a lot of TV news. The country was going to hell in a hand basket, but someone or some group always thought that way. I did have to admit that the country had changed, but that is what happens in a democracy, one man one vote. All you have to do is make enough people depend on the government. Then you get a self perpetuating.