’ ‘And where is that exactly, sweetheart?’ asked Vashti, while Paul looked on in astonishment as his wife and the colonel addressed one another... ‘A place we shouldn’t be. A place where there is no escape.’ ‘I’ve been searching for you, Beatrice,’ said Vashti, ignoring her reply. ‘You will have noticed that I’m not looking my best. Do you have any idea why that might be?’ Beatrice regarded her adversary and lover with renewed interest. ‘Why should I know?’ she asked. ‘Isn’t it you who. Tell you what; as compensation, why dont we both come in late tomorrow, say around noon. Treat ourselves to a little sleeping in.Oh, thatd be great, Jo replied. She was feeling a little flustered by the friendly hand on her back. Ann had never touched her before, respecting her personal space. Not that she minded; had a man touched her like that, Jo would have felt uncomfortable, but that was not the case now.Ann looked at her closely. You do look a little exhausted, she said. She started. " As a second bonus, we'd done an enormous amount of damage to the bioweapons industry and hopefully made it less likely for the DHS and CIA to abuse innocent people again.We'd done so well that we had to ask ourselves, "Is it possible for Mark Anderson to come back somehow?"There were various ways we could make that happen. My favorite was to wait six months or so then have Ron Fisher leave town. It'd take me a few weeks to turn my body back into Mark Anderson's, but that time delay would help. " I said tying to keep her reassured that she was ultimately in control but of course control was slowly slipping away from her to me. "No, no please it is very nice and relaxing." She replied. The ordinary business-like massage was gradually moving into the erotic massage territory and as long as I didn't rush things and continued with my softly, softly approach I felt I was on course to fuck Renate but it would take time and application. I wanted to dispel the business-like persona that had.