" It?" he asked."Don't be mean. This is really hard for me. I guess I always thought my first time would be in a nice bed, you know, a four poster wit... a canopy, all pink and frilly," she said."Yeah, I know. The Snow White syndrome. Prince Charming and glass slippers," Mike said."That's Cinderella," she said."Same thing," he said. "The trouble is no guy is ever going to be able to live up to the fantasy." Yeah, I know. It isn't a fantasy, you and Jenna and Emma and me. It's just the four of us.. Her pussy was only inches from my face and I could see her nether lips peaking through the matt of hair that was her bush. She spread her legs slightly to give me better access to her erogenous zones. I drew lazy circles around her outer lips in a slow rhythm, just enjoying the feel of her skin and the textures; soft, supple lips; course hairs, smooth skin; the crease in junction of her legs - all of it was like a voyage of discovery for the first time. I soaked up those feelings, luxuriated in. "You can call me Mister Thompson, sweetie. Never master." Okay, Mister Thompson," she said. "Where's my mommy and daddy?" Your mommy had to go away with your brother and sisters," I said, "and you hid out here so you could see the Pope when he came to visit your daddy. Your daddy's upstairs. He'll be okay."She took a long look at the Pope and then ran up to find her dad. The Pope just stared at me, tears running down his face."It's a miracle," he said."Yeah, maybe so," I agreed."Those Opus. Since the threat wasn't immanent I didn't expect a call back anytime soon. It was a good thing because I would have been disappointed. The day passed with nothing happening. Then just before dark there was a visitor."Why agent Mission, I suppose this means I can put the pistol away," I said welcoming her into the apartment."Silvia I have to admit that this place would be hell to assault without ten men at least. You really do have a pretty easy place for only one person to defend. At least long.