Though she had fun both times, I had been so scared for her.But never this scared.The app opened. The GPS pings came up. All but one were by me in the...Smithsonian where tonight's gala was held. The other was across the city. “She doesn't appear to be moving but in an office building.”Senator Murphy leaned in and then cursed. “That fucking bitch!”“You recognize the address?”“I do.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech ChemicalsIt was so hard not to cry. He put his hand up between my legs and whispered that I was getting really hot. I said not here he said he had a van in the parking lot, that we would be confortable, very private there. We went out to his van he opened the passanger door and there was no seat but a queen size mattress with some pillows on it we laided on the mattress, continueing what we had started in the club again he opened my blouse pulled my tits out of my bra, he sucked on my nipples until they almost hurt, got them all. On my way to the top of your shoulder, my hands holding the tops of your arms, your hands pull at the bottom of my shirt so it rides up my back, allowing you to caress my back with your soft finger tips. Pressing your nails against my exposed flesh, you draw small red lines in my skin as your fingers travel up and down.I kiss your shoulder and then down to the swell of your breast, as my fingers tease the buttons on your blouse through the button holes. You push gently on my chest and lay me. Over by the tub was two crystal clear glasses and a bottle of fine merlot. She pulls her hair up in a french twist, a few short pieces fall gently down the back of her neck. He walks close to her and he sweeps her off her feet and lays her in the tub. He climbs in behind her. Gently starts to kiss her neck. He reaches up and pulls the pins that hold her hair up out where they long locks fall down her back. Wetting her hair and he takes some strawberry shampoo in his hands and massages it in.