Her three colleagues were all male, two Europeans and one South American. The South American was of indigenous Indian heritage and he was a giant of a...man. His name was Urql and he stood six foot four tall and had the muscle to fill out his large frame. His skin was a deep red colour and he had short cropped black hair. His expertise was not surprisingly in hand to hand combat, but he also doubled as an engineer and demolitions expert.One of the Europeans was English. Peter Lovegood was his. I wondered what she was wearing underneath; I guess Iwould soon find out. I melded with her.She and her sister, I learned as soon as I melded, had just come backfrom lingerie shopping and were in a hurry to get home and model whatthey had bought, (so was I); but first they had to stop at the bank. Iwould stay as a passenger and just go along for the ride.She drew some cash and put it in her pocket when shit happened.Some guy burst into the bank brandishing two guns, announcing a bankrobbery.I. Sue told me very little about her personal life. She only told me where she worked and that there were no men in her life at the moment. I have to admit, I didn't hear much about what my aunt told me. I was giving her body a good looking over. My aunt had brown hair that fell to her shoulders.Sue liked to show off her tits, that much I was certain of. She wasn't wearing a bra that day and her nipples were hard. I had to control my urges to reach over and fondle her breasts. I had finished my. After she had finished her second drink and loosened up a bit she finally accepted an invitation to dance from a tall, very good looking black man. She had never danced with a black man before. But he was a skilled dancer and soon they were the center of attention on the dance floor. Her little skirt was flipping up and showing off a little flash of panty from time to time and her long, beautiful legs were on display. She really looked hot out there, though it did seem strange to see her so.