She had just pissed right in my face. I couldn't believe it. "Excitement does it too." Sarah blurted out looking nervous. I took my right hand and sli... it up her leg, inserting two fingers into her cunt. "You are a filthy little bitch. I guess I should have known better. You where never any good at being a civilized human. What in the world would make me think you could be a civilized kitten?" She gasped as my fingers entered her. Sara thrust, down trying to capture my fingers with her pussy as. The dappled droplets of desire that cling around the entrance to her slit smear across my fingers before I dip them inside.The curtains pulled across the nearby open window dampen her long groan, though I expect anyone passing close enough might still wonder. I curl my fingers into her silky channel and withdraw. I have her close. Very close. The beg forms on her lips a heartbeat before the word follows."Please..."I leave it a silent count of two before answering, to let her think I'm. I bet that if you show Simpson the whole thing in private, you might be able to get him to admit that they did bring women on the trip. Just to limit the damage from this. Then you'll have a story. We can print the whole of the message as a sidebar. Okay?" Okay!"I was pumped. Partly it was the upcoming article. But the delay also meant that I now had the rest of Wednesday night free. I eagerly picked up the phone to arrange a late dinner with Shawn. I got the machine. I called again half an. "I'll take it from here, Courtney," a voice said from behind me.I jumped to my feet, and turned around. There was Tom Wilshire, standing right in front of me. He had something in his hand that he held out. He looked at it, and then put it in his jacket pocket.I was looking at a man several years older than I was. He looked to be in good shape and was about the same height as I was. We stood there, looking eye to eye. I caught the motion of Courtney moving off to the side of the room."Hello,.