She's wearing one of my T-shirts. It fits her loosely and right now it's twisted up under her breasts. From there down – nothing.I'm similarly clad....e match. Twist up into a loving knot. A few kisses. A few squeezes and caresses, causing her to giggle, and then we both bounce out on opposite sides of the bed."You can sleep another half hour, baby." Yeah," she laughs. "Like that thing we just did didn't wake me up good!"Ever the gentleman, I let her have first shot at the toilet while I rinsed. ‘Consider it a peace offering. What do you say?’ Heather agreed, only because she knew it would help keep her mind off of things it shouldn’t be on. This was easier said than done, especially everytime she checked her e-mail that afternoon and found that Ty had sent her a message. In the first, he apologized again for what had happened but insisted that it was only a matter of time before they were lovers. She deleted it without responding, but a new email popped up thirty minutes later. It. You have operational command anyway, as we agreed." I said. Silesh wasted no time, pointing her gun at Juan's head and pulling the trigger; quick, efficient and painless. But dead is dead. "Lets move." she said, her voice flat and cold. We drove in silence, apart from my relating what I saw in the hitman's head. What I didn't tell her is that I saw that he had a family, two children and a wife, and a mother who loved him dearly. It sucks being a telepath at times. . She looked back at the house and for some reason I ducked, not wanting her to know I was watching her.When I looked back out she was still lying on her back but now she has her legs spread, one hand squeezing her left tit and the other rubbing her pussy outside of her bikini bottoms. Holy shit! What the fuck was she thinking, anyone could see her if they looked out of their window. I can see her. I can see everything. Maybe... maybe she wants me to see her. I mean she knows I’m in the house.