Breaking free, I scooted through the kitchen, down the hallway and into Dan’s room. He wasn’t there, of course, he was still out for the evening. ... threw my robe over his computer chair and crawled under the blankets – curling up into the smallest ball I could manage and burying my face in the faint scent of Dan that clung to his pillow.I lay there, squeezing my knees up to my chest and shivered as my mind raced around and around and around and around.My brain blacked out on me and held me. As a result, I could watch the action live and, at the same time, record it on the hard drive of our Panasonic DVD player-recorder. This was going to be much more comfortable than looking down through a windshield to a car seat! It was interesting on Saturday watching Sandy dressing for the party. I noted that the outfit that she put on did not meet the ‘loose and accessible’ criteria that we had talked about as the type of clothes she should wear when she was going to be with Frank. Obviously,. His hot tongue teased my aching nips, flicking them lightly before encasing them entirely within the scorching heat of his mouth. I would have collapsed if he hadn't been holding onto me so firmly.Just when I couldn't stand his assault, he stood up. His mouth sought mine as his hands trailed my thighs, and I was suddenly hoisted into the air. Instinctively, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me over to the bed. Instead of dropping me onto the mattress, I felt myself falling. Jasmine sighed. “I have never heard anything derogatory said about either the Colonel or the General, well, other than an occasional gripe about an assignment or something like that. You can expect both of them to keep their word, and the General says the cameras’ AI stops their recording well before we go to bed, nor do they record anything to do with nudity. I’m going to take him at his word.”With a grin, she put both of her hands on the back of Morales’ neck, pulled herself against his.