About a year ago, he hired a private investigator to locate her, so here he was.He knew it wasn't the normal place to go to promote his newest album, ...ll I am, but he put the pressure on his manager for him to get it together. He wanted to see her, just one more time, maybe more than one time; he didn't know what exactly was going to happen.When he got the information from the investigator, he skimmed over all of her past and just went to the relevant present data so that he could get near her.. “Anything that endangers innocent human life and any free man’s liberty,” he said. “Or just someone that pisses enough of us off.”“Oh god, not an honest and rational liberal. I don’t think I can stand I. I might just faint,” I said.“How do you think I feel? I’m trying to hire a former CIA operative,” he said.“You do need someone, your intelligence sucks,” I said.“Oh, course, you would say that. Too bad Tasha already outed you,” he said.“The next sound you hear will be hanging up on you,” I said. I saw the most beautiful triangle of long auburn pubic hair surrounding unexpectedly large labia the color of raw salmon. I laid on my back and started lapping her pussy immediately. I saw the slightest crease of a smile on her face as my tongue first touched her labia. It was one of the more endearing things I'd ever seen in bed and I thanked god I had my lamp on.Virtually instantaneously she took my cock out of my underwear and eagerly helped me discard my underwear completely when I started. "Soval seems to be quite a jack-of-all-trades," Trip remarked, feeding T'Pol the first spoon of soup. "Ambassador, spy, now I learn he's a field-medic, too..." All Vulcans are trained in more than one profession," she explained before accepting the next spoonful."Guess that's the luxury of living for ages... ," Trip answered and continued the feeding in silence."You were correct," T'Pol stated, once feeding-time was over. "This form of care is strangely agreeable." We'll make a real romantic.