Brad had bruises and burn marks all over his body in areasthat would normally be covered. He had been removed from his father'scare and placed in a pr...gram for older victims of child abuse, that werethemselves violent.Brad's father had been charged with child abuse, as well as contributingto the delinquency of a minor and a number of other charges; his trial isstill pending. He had a strict restraining order and if he came anywherenear Kelly, his bail would be revoked.Kelly felt bad about Brad.. No office politics. Most of us will work out of a home office. A couple are leasing office space. We have to come up with a name, get business cards, maybe a website. No, a website for sure.”I nodded, made sense.“We’ll still have friends at the FBI. In fact, I expect Ash to join us in a couple of years. He’ll have his thirty in and be glad to say goodbye to J. Edgar.”Hmm, Ash Collins. That would be throwing some serious shade back at the FBI.“In the process we’ll be creating, or formalizing. "How long have you lived in Belfast Molly?"She twisted her light-colored hair around her forefinger and looked off into space with one of those "Mona Lisa" looks that showed she was thinking in the past and not really liking what she saw."I was born right here Danny but my parents moved to Dunmurry on the road to Lisburn when I was only ten and we stayed there until I went to University and when it came time for graduation, I decided to move back to Belfast by myself because the memory of the. Savouring. Tasting. He slipped his tongue over her labia, searching for her swollen clitoris. He worked at it. Small circles and flicks that shot pleasure through Lisa's body. She pushed her pelvis at him. Rubbing herself in his mouth. "Eat me," she gasped, pulling Bumfelt's face into her pussy. "Lick that cunt." He did. "Lick my clit you dirty fuck," she moaned. "Make me feel alive. Make me cum." He did. Lisa's breathing became deep measured gasps. She d****d her stocking legs over his.