But she had just looked at me with a blank expression for what felt like hours, but could only have been seconds.“Yes, Alex, I do want to marry you....But...”But what?“Alex, you know, some things haven’t been exactly easy around here for me.”“What do you mean, Julie?”She just looked at me with a pained expression.“Oh, shit. Rachel. I meant Rachel, of course.”“Alex, you’re a great guy. And I know you’ve been through hell. I also believe you when you say you love me. But I’m afraid you love more. She leaned up, moving to straddle his thighs, her hands gripping both of his pale cheeks, preparing to take control.He gasped and, with the weight released from his back started to push himself up, only to feel something long and slender wrap around his neck, squeezing and dragging him back down, his eyes bulging in surprise, lips parted as he struggled for air.“Are you going to lie there and behave, bitch?” she growled, digging her talons into the flesh of his ass, almost breaking the skin as. "Also, if you think that's bad, it is even worse between countries. Agents are told exactly what the other country already knows, and if it is something that a country in question wants to get information on, and a different country has it, they try to keep it from the country that does not have it. Information equals power. The more you have, and the less the other guy has, is what puts you in a stronger position," John explained at length."I can't believe that governments play these juvenile. She looked absolutely killer and knowing she had on the sexy black underthings I baught for her had me hard on the way to the restauraunt. Dinner was exquisite and we drank 2 bottles of wine and were both feeling a bit playful. I rubbed her panty covered crotch as we drove home and she did something she hasn't done in ten years. She leaned over and pulled out my cock and gave it a quick blowjob. Thankfully we were turning up our block so she stopped before I came. I wanted this to last. It was.