This would be the first time we’d met Pedro, Sara, and Francisco (known as Frankie), our two nearly teenaged grandkids face to face. In the pictures...Liv sent, and on the videos, Sara (almost sixteen by now) looked like she was going to be a real heartbreaker. She had long dark hair with some kind of lighter highlights inherited from her blonde mother. She had a lighter version of her father’s brown complexion. She was cute as a button, too, with a killer smile.Frankie was taller than Livvie. " I was going to," she replied, standing before me stark naked from head to toe and evidently relishing the situation, "but there was something I thought you'd wanna see first. Just stay sitting right where you are."And with that she took a couple of steps towards me so that her neatly trimmed pussy was six inches in front of my nose. Her nakedness emphasised even more the contrast between the relatively slight build of her upper body and the vast girth of her thighs, each of which must have. A moderately defined flat stomach that curved beautifully down to a hotlittle box, the perfect type of box that I had only seen in magazines.On the flip side so to speak, her toned, long legs and athletic bubble asswere the perfect compliment to her nicely manicured pussy.A head of well groomed blond hair and an extremely pretty face topped offthe complete package.We were almost like male/female carbon copies of each other. Both of ourbodies were flawless, we were two of the best looking k**s. His information was patently worthless and reminded us of how little his controllers regarded his participation.Funny how that works.The four operations on for the night I was shot went off with no real problems. One of our operators sprained a knee and had to be helped into the helicopter after the incursion. He was patched up and back to work in a matter of day.Our quarry was totally surprised, even if other terrorists had successfully snuck in and shot me. The four partners in terrorism were.