" This is Special Agent Mark Walker of the FBI," the voice on the phone said. "Is your wife with you?" My wife is not home," I said.I wondered why the...FBI would want to talk to Kathy."No problem. It's you I want to talk to," agent Walker said."Me?" I asked. "What's this about?" I would rather not discuss this over the phone," he said. "Can you come to my office this afternoon?" I guess so," I said. "Where are you located?"Agent Walker gave me directions to his office and I agreed to meet him. Mostly students lived there, but one couple struck me as rather odd. The guy seemed thuggish, and his girlfriend never spoke and always walked behind him. She was thin with long legs and always wore very short short, a tube top or blouse tied over her small, but perky tits, and platform sandals. She never looked my direction or smiled. It seemed odd.Over time I met the guy, and I was in a position to do him a favor (but that's a different story). He asked me if he could do something for. And i kissed her teeth. She was enjoying it. I got myself down and came back in actions. I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and licked her pink clit like pro. She was moaning loud and shaking. She:- “Ahhh.. Fuck.. No..bs kro.. I can’t take it!”She spoke this and her fluid came out on my tongue with a warm force. I licked it in. Yummy!She was enjoying me. I started fingering her. Her moaning continued for a while. Then she started pronouncing fuck and mumma.. :p strange!It was enough. She. " "You won't be jealous?" she asked softly, curious about his answer. In high school, he'd always been very possessive, but since coming to LA, she knew he'd tried hard not to be, for her sake. "Of course I will," he smiled. "But I know it's not real, right? Isn't that what you're always reminding me of?"The next day in class, Allison told Jeff, "I read the script." And?" And I want to do it. It's a great part. A good story. I want to do it."Jeff smiled to himself before sharing the last detail.