"She hung up the phone and the scene froze, even the activity in the outer office stopped. I looked around to see what may have caused it. I stepped p...st the desk and turned to look once again at the face of Special Agent Rebecca Hampton. She was wearing a simple cream colored turtleneck shirt with long sleeves over a pair of khaki colored slacks. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail to keep it out of her face as she worked. I assumed her gun was in the desk somewhere. I sat down in one of. That is where I go on my weekends." Pissed doesn't even begin to describe it, Shiplett, and I hope the frost on those words penetrates even the dense bone surrounding your brain.Evidently, her cold tone did reach him, as his eyes widened. "Candidate," he put emphasis on the word, "just what other mission do you think you have here?"Lenore regarded him through narrowed eyes. "I will not discuss it with you, Midshipman. Please excuse me, I have an airplane to catch."Shiplett stood taller. "No,. Girls will be fucking girls, who gives a shit we're outside anyway. I farted right there in front of him staring at me and continued emptying my bladder. And ya know what? His erection sure as fuck didn't go away. He was lightly stroking his cock and wasn't trying to hide it from me. Finally I finished and stood up. I felt a drop of pee roll down my leg and it made me notice the chilling air on my wet lips. I walked over to Luke, dropped to my knees, and stuck that cock right in my mouth. There. He loved this church, loved the people. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes and she hung her head knowing that if she were a better person, a stronger woman who could control her desires, he would not be in this mess."I'm so sorry, Doug," she said choking back the sobs."For what? You didn't do anything to be sorry for." If I just resisted my temptations, we wouldn't have to do this." I made my choices too," he told her. "Honestly, I made them long time ago, just never acted on them."They.