I continued surfing the internet and they continued to talk to each other. After a while, the man asked me if I was from Crikvenica, to which I answer...d that I was from Zagreb. So we started a conversation and after ten minutes he would ask me again if I would fuck his wife and I did not know if that was beginning to be a provocation. I asked him why he was interested. He said he had some problems, so he couldn't fuck his wife, so now they are choosing a man for her. It was a little. Are you still willing to do the same?"It took me a moment to decide, and her expression became sad again."I'm sorry... I'll just go..." she turned around to leave, but I grabbed her and pulled her into my arms.This time, I crashed my lips onto hers.Things heated up fairly quickly, and when I grabbed her butt, she wrapped her legs around my waist.I carried her to my bedroom and after we got undressed, I spread her legs open wide, and began to attack her folds with my tongue."Oh for the love. Given how badly the Government had treated Mark Anderson, the CIA-inspired Army attack on the family home, and the Government's other dishonest dealings, our sources would probably feel justified in leaking the information. They'd still need a few hundred dollars a month of course, but they wouldn't have any moral qualms over doing the job.[[The FBI wasn't tapping our phones. There wouldn't have been any deniability, so it wasn't worth the risk, especially as the angel was unlikely to phone us. He seemed sober enough to me, but to be on the safe side I made sure to follow close.The ride home went alright, he did drive a little fast through the mountain roads, but I followed them to their street and they made it home fine.When I got home, my wife had gone out for the evening. I asked my oldest Josh if he knew Lindsey. “I know her, she’s a bit strange, she has no friends!” He said. “Strange how?” I asked. “I don’t know, she just doesn’t.