.pure heaven...She runs her hand up her soft delicate petite body and pulls her tight top up and unclasps her bra realeasing her beautiful round sizea...le tits, she squeezes her now erect nipples as hard as she can with every flicker of my tongue on her now throbbing clit, she moans even loader her screams of ecstasy echoing around the studio her delicate body convulsing in fits of pleasure as she tips over the brink, a cascade of sweet liquid squirting out of her not once not twice but multiple. After that, they called periodically and kept me appraised. The NSA, FBI,and even the CIA worked to find them. From what I was told, these people,who Emily was a part of, aquired sensitive information and stolentechnology. Chances are that the people I had talked to didnt know aboutthe exact nature of the headbands, or what they could do, they justwanted any resources to bring these techstealers down.I had another visit from Jean and went out with him when he was onceagain in Holland. I invited. Then I realized, no pants - jeans, sweats let alone work slacks. None. Only dresses. Though I remember her often wearing jeans about the house, I haven't seen her do this for a very long time.Quickly withdrawing from the closet I pulled open the top drawer of her dresser and saw two untidy piles of panties, all cotton but of variety of colours, and the other of socks. The next drawer had waist high nylons and bras. Nothing too outrageous, though I didn't look too thoroughly.The next one had a. ??Janet?, he pleaded, ?I will, I promise, I?ll do anything you ask to stay with you?I really love you, I just lapsed???Lapsed, you liar, you lapsed at least a dozen times, I?ve been documenting your absences since the first time you lied to me.??Please Janet, don?t leave me?, he pleaded on his knees, ?Please don?t leave me.??I?ll consider it. Until I have decided what to do, you will sleep in the guest room.??I?m going to talk with a friend of mine, she went through a divorce and maybe she has.