I was a tiny girl barely weighing 120 lbs, tall at five foot nine and long blonde hair that billowed in light fluffy curls down my back to my ass. I c...ose a long almost sheer purple dress with a little glitter and purple tulle in layers down to the floor. I looked like a princess straight out of a fairytale and I was so happy to finally be graduating. The alcohol a strong cinnamon whiskey mixed with a little weed had put me in a perfect relaxed mood for the dance and was helping me blow off. I licked her juices and was about to enter her hole before Claire pulled me out of there.Now she pulled my leash towards Joan and I knew what was going to happen. I looked at her and she opened her legs to show me her naked black pussy. I put my head between her legs and I liked her juices too. Both Joan and Jasmine looked beautiful and had a perfect figure.Claire pulled me out of there and then crawled me towards Trudy. She pulled me up and made me stand as she let go of the leash. I stood. When Hassan’s handler checked, he found the final information in the dead drop. If Hassan had broken, they would have cleaned it out.”“Jesus,” muttered Hank. Several others said something similar.“When this is over, Special Agent Hassan will be receiving the FBI Star, our highest award, and full honors at his funeral,” she finished.“Still, what in the world would Somali terrorists want with me? That’s the part that makes no sense,” I said.Hughes nodded with a wry smile, but answered, “The. Tanned bare limbs and a pair of dusty blue shorts. He dabbled his toes the clear running blue water and smiled to himself."Apollo!"The little boy turns and half blinded by the low sun, raises a hand to shade sky blue eyes to see a slim girlish figure in a light cotton sundress with long wavy hair running toward him over the field.That same girl, maybe three or four years older, in hipster jeans and a red t-shirt emblazoned with some American slogan. She stands, looking cooler than ice cream on.