It’s possible he had designs on her or at least hopes about what might happen, but I’m pretty observant as well and it seemed to me his protective...posture was personal and genuine in addition to professional.I’d been very straightforward about my own feelings for Alejandra. I thought Carlos and I understood each other. Nor, for the record, do I think he was trying to spy on us. We were careless, that’s the long and short of it.It had happened a few weeks after my weekend with Sofía and Javier. Uske chut per jub main apna 7 inch ka lund rakha to wo ander ja nai raha tha, maine dhire dhire use aage piche kiya aur wo jor jor se chilane lagi.Main uski ek nai mani aur apne speed padhai, kya chut thi sali ki ekdum tight,muse bahot maja aaraha tha. Wo jor jor se aahaha aaha a kerti main aur jor se usko kerta. Thodi der bad wo zadne lagi aur main bhi. Maine use 3 – 4 bar choda phir hum alag hui. Wo puri garam thi, maine kaha muse anal sex kerna hai, usne mana kiya lekin muse raha nahi gaya,. Oh, well, the weather was lovely—it only rained once every 24 hours, sometimes, non-stop.We were sitting around in our bunker shooting the shit one day when some yo-yo thought he would play a joke on us. He stuck his head through the door and yelled, "BANG! YOU'RE DEAD!" and pulled the trigger on his grenade launcher. The damn fool must have thought that it was empty, but a grenade came flying out and buried itself in the dirt wall on the opposite side of the bunker. Luckily for us, it didn't. They had helped us locate missing college students, cleared others of crimes and helped convict a few of crimes.Now only IF there was a satellite connected to the system and IF it was close enough and powerful enough to activate it and receive the responding signal. The vendor promised worldwide coverage; did it really cover the most god forsaken places in the world?The system was searching and the CIA guys were watching, wondering what the hell I was doing with a classified White House.