Day after day, no news. A whole stinking week, and no news. Eight days, nine days, ten days, eleven days, and no news. No news was bad news.One Thursd...y evening, I was finishing off a Diet Pepsi and watching old reruns on cable TV. The show was something called 'Friends' that everybody was crazy about when I was a grade-school kid. Just as Chandler was about to pop-off at the clueless Joey, the phone beside the living room sofa rang."I'll get it," called Aunt Shelly from the kitchen. And a few. They had been friends for a very long time, and he had never known her to be the emotional sort. Much like him, she was a stoic who did well to hide any feelings she had. He listened to her breathe for a second, noticing that each breath was short and shallow, but very quiet. As if she didn't want him to notice. She looked out of the corners of her eyes at him, the fire of her soul burning into his body.Normally, the only interaction he had with Sheila was on the internet. They had been friends. "Rolling her eyes, she twirled around. "Really, Mr. Bond? What kind of naughty things?" She knew they were just playing, knew that in the end they really weren't serious. But it helped, teasing and flirting like this helped to ease the stress of the evening, the strain of her interaction with the suspect."Like Halle Berry in that scene where she steps out of the water sexy," he said in his best Connery Bond voice. "Like Kim Bassinger in Never Say Never Again. Like Ursula Andress in Goldfinger,. I gave bite . Immediately she pressed my dick hard. I lied back, she kept on jerking, I told her to suck. Then she did the real magic . She started doing as this was her dream now. She pulled back skin of cock to full back , then licked top of my cock as if she is licking ice-cream. Then she put the top part in mouth & sucked. Her hand went to my balls below my cock & she started fondling them slowly. My hand was on her tits.Then she left cock. I waited for next action. She did what I was.