I couldn't bear to be away from you any longer," I said and laughed. I'm not sure she knew how true that was. I walked over and leaned down and kissed...her. It wasn't the typical peck. I figured we were way beyond that. My tongue entered her mouth and I could taste her morning coffee. She was smiling when I pulled away."I thought you took cream in your coffee?" I said."I do, but we are out. I need to go to the store today." I can go out and get you some," I said.Then she got a naughty look on. .. gave it to the CIA? After ... AFTER you tried to ‘hear it for yourself’?!”“Oh, don’t worry! I made a copy. I can get it to you, no problem.”“Mr. Carstairs, need I remind you that it is all very well having a bit of fun on the CIA shooting range, but that you are actually here on Her Majesty’s behest?! And NOT the C-I-bloody-A’s!”“Oh come on now, settle down! We’re all friends here, aren’t we? Special relationship and all that. Except they could be bothered to contact me. And they lent me. I could tell he was still nervous about Joe as he looked about the room, sensing this, "Relax baby" I first said "Joe knows you're here and he doesn't mind" I added "In fact, he approves of you being here for me" I finished saying and I leaned back in and now kissed him more forcibly. After a few minutes of kissing his soft lips, I moved back, took hold of his shirt, "Let's lose this" I said and pulled his shirt up over his head and off. I now leaned down and started to lick and kiss his. "Oh, baby, that hits the spot," Bud said."It sure does, ma'am," Bobby added."Maybe if you gentlemen will tell us why you are crossing posted private land," Bud began, "you can have a glass too."Bobby repeated it isn Spanish, but the younger man that expressed distress at the thought of the rattlesnakes, was the only one that looked like he would say anything. The mustached one in the middle grabbed his arm as a warning. Sabrina snapped, "Let go of him!" in Arabic, and he looked suddenly at her.