" Copy, keep me updated."The minutes dragged onward maddeningly. Chrissie chewed her fingernails nervously while she waited for updates, all sorts of ...vil possibilities running through her head. She envisioned the two women on the freeway as some sort of diversionary tactic for a main group of invaders. Maybe they were even now creeping in on one of the other guard posts. She wondered if she should activate the fast action teams. A quick blast of the fire engine siren outside would bring them. She pulls me to the bed. We end up lying down facing each other as she returns my hands to her breasts. She takes one of my hands, moving it down between her legs and looks me in the eye and tells me to play with her pussy. My fingers slide between her already swollen lips and slowly stroke her pussy. Jim is standing by the bed and stroking. His dick looks very thick and I shudder as I imagine it sliding inside my pussy. Lynn notices where I am looking and tells Jim to join us on the bed. He. We know that it cannot be transmitted via video or telephone, and that it doesn’t seem to work if the speaker cannot convey their thoughts correctly; if they do not share a common language, for example.”“I thank him for putting it into words. This has already been a day like the day that it occurred to me that Captain Stottlemeyer from ‘Monk‘ and Buffalo Bill from ‘Silence of the Lambs‘ were the same man.”The Ultimado paused.“I had never thought of this. I now know this feeling. His message. Any man would be very lucky to have you, hell a lot of men would die to fuck you." Absolutely stunned I just stared at this man like a fish, mouth agape. He turned back to the TV but he didn't remove his hand from my knee. He moved his thumb slowly in circles over my skin, giving me goosebumps and feelings places I knew I shouldn't be feeling things in. After a few minutes of this, I had to move his hand as it was slowly inching up my leg. I felt extremely uncomfortable in that moment, but more.