Now my hands on her back side of waist and moving down to her bums and cleanly shaven bottom. I complemented her and told her its much easier of a mas...eur . when I touched her bums her moan was lite and she spread her leg little giving way for my fingers to go further. But I dint go because I don’t want to do that without she asking me for. I applied oil on her ass and pressing softly all over there and my fingers touched her ass hole. She leaned and raising her waist to catch my fingers inside. Going to where, I had no idea.I did, however, have a pretty good idea why. There was only one possible reason. I got on the phone."Richard, Estrada will not be where I told you," I said as soon as he picked up. "You have a mole."It was the only explanation that made any sense. I was sure Estrada had originally planned to move on me out of his rental—why else rent it?—but somebody'd tipped him that it was a trap in the making. So he brazenly left Joe Smith and the others in place to check up on. What I wouldn´t do for a plate of smoked fish and a nice, soothing water-pipe on one of the perfumed, and more importantly dry, seaside terraces of Al-Firist...Lightning suddenly flashed above me, thunder cracking. I started up, not quite expecting such a quick show of elemental force. This would not do. The storm looked to be more than a simple rainscall. The clouds churned and boiled with strange energy. The aetherometer at my hip was spinning out of control, signalling that this was a. It's late and I have a busy day tomorrow." Okay." Susan must be getting impatient."I love you, Beth." Love you, too."I was pissed. It was obvious that he couldn't wait to get back to Susan.I went back to my desk, but found it hard to concentrate on my work.***After another hour or so, I went to the coffee station to get a shot of caffeine to see me through the rest of the day."Hello, beautiful."I looked around and saw Joe standing there. He was an attractive guy, a little older than me, I.