"You are very kind to buy this for me. I still think that other girls are very much prettier and you should be buying for them. But it is so very expe...sive, I cannot believe." I looked over to her. That was about the most that she had ever said in one sentence. "That's okay," I said. "I'm glad to spend money on something that you really like." She reached over to hold my hand, and her fingers intertwined with mine. She smiled for the rest of the ride home, still peeking into her bags.When we. ” Right, she used to be a psychiatrist... what's she thinking now. She helps me up by the arm, pulling me up and then nearly dragging me over to my couch and practically drops me onto it. I don't see it at the time, but she grabs my cell phone on the coffee table while pulling up the recliner. “I've wanted ta pick ya brain fer a few weeks now anyway, so tell doctor Quinzel where it all started.” I sigh heavily, staring up at the ceiling. This is some fucked up shit here; a violent criminal who. That would be done with my knives; the revolvers were along only if I had to engage in a firefight. I devoutly hoped not! If I had to shoot, it meant that I had screwed up, and no SEAL on a mission wants to do that! I hoped to kill around 15 men, and that should put the fear of God into the rest of the men. If they were frightened enough, they would do stupid things, and that would make them even easier to kill.I had swapped my boots for a pair of moccasins that I had brought with me, and I was. Gets home from his trip. I'd love it, and I know Kirk would, too, Mrs. C. Well… thanks for all the sex. I loved it. Goodbye. Hope to see you again soon."And then he left. Chapter 2. Fucking My SonAfter Jason left I remade the bed and thought about what he had told me. My pussy was still wet and quivering, and as I reflected on what Jason and I had done, and what he had told me Kirk had said. Then I recalled a few things with Kirk from the day before. A few answers to some open.