My energy level was low for some reason. So low in fact that I was still in the sweater I had slept in the night before. It was also the sweater I had...worn to the Cop Out. I was still in the soiled panties as well. Even I knew it was time for a shower and clean clothes.My cell phone played that stupid song right in the middle of my shower. If I didn't remember to have Lucas fix that damn phone soon, it was going to find itself in the city sewer system one day. I was pretty sure it wouldn't get. Lorrie wanted to look at the planes before we allowed the DEA to take them. That was OK but not going to be worth her effort. The planes would have been stripped, no seating, only one radio, the rest of the electronics gone so they could carry more drugs and no records. Getting ownership would be challenge, even if they were worth it.The girls and I rode to Apple 1 in a MRAP. I quickly remembered just how damn rough these things rode. Going to Apple 1 would be enough.We had just arrived at. I shiver inside, let you go on and spread my legs a little bit, until your handreaches my meanwhile slightly juicy pussy.I moan silently and you give my pussy below my slip a slow and tender massagewhile i start to pet your massaging hand over my puss and vary the pressure which your hand gives to my pussy.But "STOP!" it shouts loud through my head, first Skylar and then me!Patience! Patience and slow motion is always required to get to a real mega orgasm.With this thoughts I get up, turn. He came in the door to find me dressed up, black silk dress, heels, my hair up, makeup and jewellery as though we were going out fancy. I had a beer in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other. He grinned, set down his case, hung up his coat, lost the shoes and gave me a "I am really really really glad to be home and in your arms" kiss. Since I had a drink in each hand, he could do pretty much as he pleased at this point. by the time he let go of me we were both panting, and he was hard.