"Malcolm snorted. "Not exactly a lie, anyway."Lisa jabbed back, "He knows I'm omitting things. He trusts me."Quartz chimed in, "So what makes him co...petent to hide us, then?"Lisa and Malcolm both smirked. "Because," Lisa began, "his full titleis Monsignor Douglas Rosenfield of Her Lady of Angels O.F.M."Quartz just stared at her, and then Jet squeaked, "He runs a freakingcathedral?"Lisa smiled. "And is a Franciscan Monk, to boot. He played footballwith Mal, back in high school, and managed. X fingers going in and out of her. Finally he started to count down from 5...4....3...2... he stopped there, just to play with her. Her body in a state of so much pleasure that she couldnt take it, her eyes rolled back, her moans were so load he had to muffle her again. She began to beg Mr. X for an orgasm. "please sir please sir let me cum!" she managed to make out. "and...one. CUM" a wave of pleasure washed over sally, an orgasm of such magnitude she had never felt before in her life. her. "This is called Passion." She dabbed some under her ears. Pedro leaned over to catch a whiff. Brandi looked up and smiled. "Candi dear, what would go well on Patricia?" Ambrosia would be nice, but right now I would go with Musk." Musk it is. Patricia dear, give me your hand." She took a waiting bottle and dabbed his wrists. He rubbed them together as she had shown him. He found the scent odd. Brandi took the hand and inhaled deeply. "You were right Candi. Musk is a winner."Holding Pedro's hand,. "I'm here to drop off an information pack that I have prepared for the meeting tomorrow ... Mr Smithers is so on edge about the meeting." she said before saying "Oops ... too much information I think".We continued to chat for a few minutes about the meeting and her role in the company. Then I suggested that she join me for dinner so that we could catch up on the missing five years since I'd last seen her. She was initially hesitant but she agreed, and soon we were headed into the hotel's.