Guess you won’t be working today I asked, not unless this rain eases up he replied.“What are you up so early for”?“Customer to meet”“Sorry...mate, guess I’ll let Chris sleep as I heard Tony moving about and well you know”Yes I did know Ben really was a decent guy.Chris takes over again..When I got up Ben was watching TV, Tony was in his room it was had stopped raining.“Heard from Sam yet”?“Yeh we spoke about an hour ago the car won’t start, I’ve offered to go get her and drop Tony home for the. ” Once naked, Kerri kissed me again and worked by balls with her fingers. Then she took my cock in her hand started to gently pull. “Please come with me Sir.” She used my hard dick as a leash to guide me into the bathroom. Without letting go of me, Kerri turned the shower on and waited for the water to warm. We stepped beneath the water and held each other tightly while we kissed. “May I wash you Sir?” “Have at it baby.” The next ten minutes was wonderful. Kerri lathered me up and used her. I can be a very good actress.“In time for what?”For a while, he says nothing. Then… Is that the ghost of a smile?“Soon, Kelly, soon.”I lick my finger, put the spliff out and tuck it into my blouse pocket with the Bic. Then I take another hit of poppers, and as chemical heat rushes through me, I feel myself open completely to the night. I gasp and pant in the chill December air as I feel the stars watch me and wonder where the moon is.Mutant John is suddenly by my side. I can smell him –. “I don’t want him on alert. There!” I pointed at a mid-thirties man, well dressed, short brown hair well coifed, clean-shaven. Russell Kirk. Officially Press Officer for the Embassy. Unofficially, the Paris CIA liaison.Starting the car, we eased back into the traffic, heading away.Forty-some minutes later we were parked in a residential street. Eventually, Russell appeared walking along the sidewalk as if he didn’t have a care in the world, briefcase swinging. He entered an apartment building,.