I don't know. I'm kinda scared," I said."Aw, but mommy is nice. I like her. Come on. Stand up please?" askedErica.Slowly I got out of the bed. I had t... adjust the hospital gown so therewere no wrinkles."hey! It's pink, I like pink!" said Erica.I couldn't help but blush, I didn't know why I blushed I just did. Ihad to suspect that I subconsciously liked looking good, especially infront of my little sister."are you still scared?" asked Erica."Kinda. I don't know what to expect from this new mom. I want to cover them with my hands but he gets there first, his thumbs brushing across my nipples as he touches me. There’s a restraint to his movements; like he’s holding back. He’s so sweet it hurts. His eyes flick back to mine and he kisses me again, harder this time, his tongue swooping into my mouth.My hands are trapped between us and I fumble for the buttons on his shirt, finally managing to get them undone. He pulls back momentarily to yank it off his broad shoulders and then the kiss. I pulled her shirt off and then removed her bra to reveal her cream colored tits with quarter sized nipples that were a very light pink. At first I fondled her breast with my hands while my lips planted kisses on her neck and shoulders. Britney lay back on the bed and my mouth went to her chest and I licked and sucked her nipples. Continuing to work my way down her body I removed her shorts and panties to find her pussy framed in a light reddish brown hair. Her pubic hair was very soft to. My department, of which you are now a part, is responsible for the gathering, or intelligence, which includes interrogating prisoners. Others then sift through what we have garnered and make predictions as to what plots, if any, are in play. We then have the task of frustrating, or rather killing off, those plots. You will be one of my killers."He gave me a wolfish grin, and then I realised that Gurney Slade was still the cold-blooded killer he had been in Spain, and that he thought I was of.