The insertion team consisted of the marine sniper, the handsome blond, late twenties soldier, and me. I wanted to go into the building but Damien show...d me the error in my thinking. I really did not want them to win by default. I didn't want to just hand myself over to them.The compromise was that I would stay outside the wire. I would be the perimeter guard. If there was trouble, I would keep the exit open till they returned or I died. The last was my order to myself. No matter what I did to. Maybe it's because you felt you could take it easy being the boss' husband. If you did, you were wrong, Donald; there is no taking it easy in this business. Or, maybe this business just isn't your cup of tea. But, whatever the reason, while I am sorry I had to do it; I am not apologizing for doing it. Can you understand that?" she said.I just took another sip of my drink. "For someone who didn't want to talk you sure seem to be doing a lot of it," I said. "Had to do it, huh? Well, like I said. A maddening electric-like prickle began deep in her little cunt, spreading relentlessly over the raw nerve ends of her satin smooth flesh. She knew that a mass of exquisite sheen of sweat covered her body. She rotated her hips excitedly from side to side around Heathers, plunging fingers. Heather plunged her fingers in to the hilt then circled the sensitive g-spot inside Julies cunt. Heather was herself approaching climax and pinched then twisted her throbbing clit to speed its coming. Julie. "Let's get it done." She stood up and walkedtoward me, saying, "Look, Pauline, it's time to make your decision. Ireally could care less. Heidi talked me into giving you a chance toamuse us and maybe even teach you a lesson, but it's not the least bitimportant to me. I have a company to run. I only hope for Mrs.Strain's sake, and for all the employees who need their jobs, that youhave not run it into the ground already." She was on me by then, andshe grabbed my chin with her left hand.