"I'vebeen reading up on the both of you. The Agency has quite a record on theboth of you, but your file was the best Faith. I have so much informati...non you. I saw video of you with your boyfriend, a bunch of times. Doeshe even know that I was your first? At least your first as a woman. Yes,I even know about your past Jordan. Who would have thought a little whorelike you was ever a man? Although if you ended up in that body, youprobably weren't much of one. Still, you were a good. She took the joint out of my hand, our fingers brushing momentarily as I passed it over to her. I watched as put the joint to her lips, and inhaled deeply, drawing the smoke into her lungs, her ample chest swelling as she inhaled. Beverly held the smoke in her lungs, before blowing it out through her nose, taking another long drag of the joint as she did so, before passing the joint back to me. We bounced the joint back between us, taking swigs of beer while the other was toking, until it was. Kit would stop her repetition when her thumbs were nearly brushing against the bottom of my scrotum and her fingers would, "inadvertently", slide into the leg openings of my boxers, leaving her open hands at the sides of my screaming erection. The pressure was fantastic! Then it stopped. Kit crawled toward her wine glass on the table behind my head, she didn't take the long way. Kit moved directly over me. She was posted on her knees and one arm, stretching for her glass. When she retrieved it. " That's what's wrong, luckily for you I have just the thing in my bag, where's your bathroom"?Before I had time to think let alone act she was back to her bag, now along with the packet of red underwear she had a small pouch in her hand the other hand grabbed my arm and started to propel me towards my own stairs.She shoved me towards the stairs, "Come on you'll be grateful to me when you can keep your man, you are easy so it shouldn't be a problem, you look as though you'll do anything they.