But in Kansas City, after the Buckshot Video, the FBI laser-beamed its resources on the Hank Morristown murder. Islamic terrorism hadn’t just been r...led out; it hadn’t even been considered. DC flooded the local office with manpower, equipment, money. Aimed at catching one specific murderer. Or killing him. Preferably, in my opinion.Not only had one of the FBI’s own been slaughtered ... it had been done in a callously hideous manner. Taped and publicized. The video had been digitally sent to. So, Will, I have a question for you What is it Do you like Brook? Uh-I-uh….yes. He said, knowing that his pause had given him away in the first place. Lisa laughed, but Will continued to speak, Lisa, I dont know what it is, but ever since I moved here, Ive had a strange feeling about Brook, and its different than other girls Ive met. Also, earlier today, when I was…well you know…I was thinking about her. In fact every time I try to do that, shes all I can think about. Oh, Will Lisa said. "Not at all, sir." She touched them with little effort and they spilled from the top. She undid the buttons quickly, after giving a view of her full, plump breasts.The sight of her nipples sent a chill up my spine and made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Her top flies off and falls behind the couch as she hugs herself. "I can certainly see why you'd like to be naked. Those tits are unreal!" I smile and begin stroking myself, earning her sensual lip-licking and a soft 'pop' from her. That was it! She didn't have that knot of tension in her stomach! She didn't have that clenched numbness in her middle, which stretched out and stiffened every part of Raj's body. She was relaxed and more or less at peace with herself. It couldn't have been the sex, it had to be something else. Then it clicked. She just didn't feel that constant sense of suppressed rage and suspicion that Raj did. She didn't feel the need to watch her back, or get the drop on everybody that was so much a part.