After a short beep, Juliette spoke in her actual voice."Report," the former Barry Watson demanded in his deep baritone."One of the subjects is missing..." the voice from the other end said."What do you mean by missing? Give me the full report," 'Juliette' saidwithout any hint of her French heritage.After a brief but concise rundown including the failed attempt to replaceGwen and Hannah Morrison, the 48 year-old former veteran CIA agent now inthe place of the French ambassador's wife said, "The. They stood dangerously close; Anne looked up into his eyes and smiled. He kissed her on the mouth. She moved eagerly against him, then pushed away."No, we mustn't do this!" she cried."Anne, you've been drinking," he admonished, and kissed her again, harder than the first time.Her arms went around his neck. "God forgive me!" she moaned, standing on her toes, her mouth hungrily searching his in the darkness.She felt giddy, and drunk, and sinful, and terribly excited as he led her to his car. They. “But she is the one who grabbed me, and she’s so hot,” he thought back. “Maybe she asked me about it this morning because she wants me to fuck Brandi. Why else would she ask me who I would fuck if it was okay with her? Hell, she said I would need more than her approval to fuck Sara, so she must have given me approval to fuck Brandi.” Convinced he’d thought it completely thru, he reached down and grabbed her hand again, and he placed her hand back on his jeans. By now, however, his dick had. Odd, she thought, Ben almost always pulls the covers over himself. Oh well, no matter. It just means I have a better chance at surprising him. Leaning over him she lowered her head, flicked out her tongue, and licked the length of his limp member. It twitched at her touch and as her lips wrapped around the head of the cock she felt it begin to grow.Sam's eyes came open and for a moment he was confused about where he was. He was supposed to be at Ben's house and he hadn't told his girlfriend.