I'm not doing anything tonight. I'm free to go out with you."As soon as he agreed to go out with her, Ginger told him to just stay there and she would...go get changed in a jiffy.She flew into her bedroom, shut the door, jumped into a denim skirt and jacket - without a bra or panties. Ginger was determined to get laid tonight!She came out of the bedroom with only her house keys."I'm ready to go," she announced to Jimmy."O.k., Ginger. Let me show you to my nice van," he said as she locked the. It was much more cost-effective, I argued, to broker a deal with Harvard to use their far superior (and pre-existing) resources for a fraction of the cost. The library had been Penelope's baby, and she was furious when I convinced the senior partners to scrap the project. Actually, furious doesn't even come close to describing her reaction (communicated to me secondhand, natch), much as saying Van Gogh's 'Starry Nights' was just a few dabs of paint on canvas.By the time all this had flashed. I heard her gasp. I smiled as I began to lick and suck her tit even more, then I switched sides and continued. Linda was delicious but I was growing impatient. I ripped the thin, silk panties from her legs and pushed them apart. The beast inside me was becoming wild with lust. I licked and sucked my way up her right inner thigh before pausing to stare at her pussy. God was it beautiful, a medium pink color and glistening with her juices. I lowered my head into her and inhaled, the most. His assignment for the last year or so had been to track down CharlesDorian, a high-profile Assassin working in France, and then eliminatinghim. The Templar order had found it too difficult a task for the localagents to take care of, so they had sent for the Irishman who had madehis name with near-impossible feats of stealth during his life. Somecalled him lucky, Shay was quick to correct them.Looking down at the bustling town and the Palais in the distance, hefound his target and leaped off.