I had no choice but to ask angie if she and her boyfriend chris would go with me and danny to see a play. I needed to be picked up from her house to ...o out with a boy. Thank god they agreed to go. I told aunt jonell I had to go someplace fancy with angie. Her passion was shopping. She wouldn’t be caught dead at a thrift store. Her eyes lit up and she said ‘you want to go to the mall?’ I said ‘yes, but don’t get used to it.’ I only shopped at a few stores. They were more contemporary. . I could smell her aroma, the faint perfume of deodorant she put on in the morning mixed with the musky arousal from the fleshy flower at the V between her milky thighs. I let my fingers glide over my labia. She saw me do it and smiled again. "You like watching me?" Gah she was calling me out! "Yes," I said looking up innocently, "A lot." I pulled my fingers up between the lips of my pussy. Warm slippery wetness spilled out onto my finger making my eyes heavy for a second. I drove my finger back. Mrs. Clark just putters under her breath, and starts rubbing on her pussy. She finally says “ohhh how bout a demonstration”? I go into a panic, and just flash a look at Mark and say “yo homie, I think we need to go---I got homework” Mark flashes an evil look at me and responds in a low throaty voice “naaa homie, what you got is 10 inches of dick you need to get to work on—gotta please the customer”. Mark had already pulled his massive throbbing cock from his swim shorts, and was aiming it right. The Polish agent Katya was the closest thing he had to a true professional and he had to admit she had the right mix of experience and training to take his place if anything happened to him. The others were simply "stringers" stuck together for the duration of the operation and in no way resembled what one could call a team. The underlying consideration was the fact that the ongoing operation was under competing leadership and both he and his people had to be sharp enough to avoid not only the.