However, he could pass for much younger. I would flirt with him from time to time but it never went any further than just flirting. Then one day Sam c...lled me to come in early as he wanted to talk to me about something. When I arrived at the bar no one else was here as we had a few hours before anyone else came in or we opened. I left myself in with my key and headed to Sam’s office.Now Sam had groped my tits and ass before but then so had most of the men who had visited this bar. He sat me. Michele picked up her steno pad and sat on a chair in front of Leading Recruit Jones, acutely aware of his gaze on her pretty face, her body and on her legs as she crossed them and smoothed down her skirt. Her right knee crossed over her left and she unconsciously rocked her right leg and dangled her shoe.“Ok enough bullshit Michele. You know too much about dressing like a lady, makeup, clothes, wigs, the whole lot. And your mannerisms and voice; you can’t learn them in two days. What’s the. She dressed again in the peachy lace panties. As she slipped the dress in place, she felt a slight ache as the fabric rubbed against her bare nipples, tender from the sun and Scott’s needy mouth. She smiled at the tenderness, recalling how Scott had sat before her, sucking hungrily, breast to breast. Just remembering it made her nipples harden and Desi felt an ache in her pinkness. She dressed again in her white sandals, brushing her brown curls into place and lightly sprayed vanilla mist on. He started to knock on the door but then just used his key and let himself in. What would he say to gain entry anyway? The apartment was dark and only then did he realize that it had passed midnight. As he sat at the bar, beating himself up over his gut and what he'd allowed to happen, hours had passed.Jethro Gibbs hated being off balance. Jethro Gibbs hated being vulnerable. But most of all Jethro Gibbs hated knowing his failures had caused an agent to die. And Jethro Gibbs knew himself well.