"Let me Jeremy, I never did anything like this before," she said."If you promise to be careful," he suggested."Oh I will," she said."I don't have time...to give you lessons in how to follow the bad guys, so try to make it look like you are out for a Saturday morning pleasure ride. Smile and wave if he spots you, then call me on the burner cell. It's Saturday you can park in the elementary school parking lot till you see him come out of his house. Pretend to be talking to someone on your cell. A strand fell into his face making his nose wrinkle in a way that struck Kieran as adorable. He reached out one black furred hair and flicked away the offending lock, surprised that the boy hadn't woken.But of course, Kieran kept his thoughts small, not wanting to broadcast his lust to his sleeping lover's mind just yet, He is tired from last night.The great black cat watched the sleeping boy, his eyes caressing the lines the pale limbs made against the silks. He had never seen his lover naked. Then we had a nice dinner. It was one of the best receptions that I had been to.After dinner, the party began. The band played music from the eighties and early nineties. People were dancing and mulling around the bar. Because I didn't drive myself, I had decided that I wanted to drink, but not get drunk. Just get a light buzz on. My only concern was getting home. I knew that Deb would probably hook up with somebody. I knew other people there, so I wasn't too concerned.Debbie mingled, as she. Wispyblack stockings held in place by his favorite black garter belt. Blackvinyl 'slut' skirt and a sheer white button down white blouse. Chokernecklace. Bangles and bracelets. Pretty rings. Belly chain and bellyring. Anklet. Six-inch stiletto shoes. And then the makeup. Tom wouldcarefully apply his foundation and powder. And contour his features. Hewould apply eyeliner and mascara and do his eyeshadow. He would applylipliner and waxy lipstick and shiny lipgloss. Then he would style hishair. He.