.” She blinked. “What will she do for me?”“Lick your pussy, massage your back. Whatever you want her to do.” I smiled at my friend. “Take ...ome time and think about it. It has to be someone I can speak to, though, so don't say Margot Robbie or anything.”“Oh, right,” she said. “A lesbian sex slave... I've never had a woman eat my pussy before.”“You'll love it,” I said and kept moving. Maybe I should give these panties to Kyra for being such a great friend, but they deserved to belong to someone. She agreed, picked up her things, and we headed into the house.Once inside my thoughts started racing again... what could we do and how could I make a move on her? She sat on the sofa and put her feet up. She was quite a confident girl and didn’t mind making her self at home. I turn on the TV for her and went through to the kitchen to fetch us drinks."Would you like some tea?" I shouted through. But Emma replied that she would rather have some wine! Wow, maybe this would lighten the mood a. ..but I work at the hospital..."Leo raised his eyebrows, impressed. "Wow. How very charitable of you. Where are you going?" Cambridge", Laila said, without pretention."Ah, a clever cookie. I went to LSE - I did economics.", said Leo"I bet you're loving the 15.5% revenue rate in the city now" said Laila, unthinking."Hahaha! You really are quite sharp!" Leo laughed. Laila smiled.There was a brief pause, before Leo said "I hope this question isn't too bold, but, I wonder, if you'd be interested to. Special agent Kevin Parks was the manager of the agency hangar and research team stationed at Morton Field. After the Atlantic 709 issues had gone away, Hanna's station ran the rescue clips again in a different news slot; Kevin had seen them.Friday morning when we were loading the chopper for rescue training, a Gator made a bee line from the agency hangar straight to me."Are you doing another rescue?" Kevin asked all excited."Yes, it will finish up the training for this group before they ship.