"Oh, that's been declassified." She said dismissively."Oh? What Operation was it?" I asked."It's the craziest thing!" She laughed. "Some World War II ...peration called 'Wolfbane' where a US Army Ranger attached to the OSS and a British SIS operative supposedly went into Hitler's bunker and executed him along with a bunch of werewolves. I think it was written up as a joke." She said, giggling. I laughed too, as it would have made a hell of an April Fool's Day gag."What was the Ranger's name?" I. Andrew Grant, the youngest son of the wealthy industrialist Hector Grant, fidgeted with his pen as he answered quietly, ‘Because my father doesn’t trust my choices.’ ‘Your father is concerned for you, Andrew,’ Dr. Carter answered tactfully. ‘He is concerned for both of you, to be fair. You are both so young and the challenge of a successful marriage is significant. That’s why he’s thought enough of the two of you to pay for this therapy, in the hopes of giving you the best start possible.’. “Are you getting a good view..?” I look up from her proped up leg to see her looking right at me staring at her lower region.. Embarrassed that I just got caught, I blurted out “Oh, I’m sorry.. I was just thinking about an issue at work that I have to take care of Monday..”“So you weren’t just looking at this?” and with that being said, Sare points down at the opening of her shorts that gave me the perfect shot of her white panties..I look at where shes pointing, and I quickly look away as to. The images that colored my daydream tightened my pants even more. I sighed and tugged to erase the evidence. My eyes wandered around with embarrassment.As they did, they got hooked to the gaze of a spectacular platinum blonde. Her eyes bored straight into mine. She smiled a dazzlingly white and red lipstick smile. My first reaction was to blush, feeling caught with tenting pants. But what I saw next undid all my careful rearrangements.The big haired sex bomb stepped from behind the rack of.