On the way back to the gym I stopped at the airport and went to the agency hangar. I had questions for Kevin Parks. I basically wanted to know how muc... of the rules he would bend for me in a discreet way.I asked, “How often do the satellites go over North-east Africa?”“Several times a day; what areas are you interested in?” Kevin replied.I gave him the GPS of the villa. He punched in the numbers; then he looked at me a little strange.“There is a whisper in the wind about a sweet little OPS your. He came closer, my answer fired him up, and his stocking became more pronounce. but he was having none of it. 'La sangre caliente se aceite mi polla como yo vete a la mierda, sí'?It was what I wanted him to say, 'Your hot blood will oil my cock as i fuck you, yes'?I looked around, it was still deserted, 'Si', I said, and turned my face onto the towel and closed my eyes.I could feel and hear him shuffle the last few meters and settle alongside my prostrate body, then he began to touch me, and. Their meeting room was an ordinary motel room without a bed. Instead it had a conference table, a coffee machine, and several almost comfortable looking chairs. I expected that the chairs were meant to be not so comfortable.‎I was first to arrive, but Porter was only a few minutes behind me. He was far enough behind so that I already had a cup of, what I saw as, bad coffee. Everyone else might like it, but it was too weak and bland for my taste. Too many years of stale convenience store coffee. Who else??)I fell into my chair, didnt realize someone was there until she said...- Wow! That IS a nice presentation.. (THE cleaveage was in front of me, and I even barely can see her face, really, that rack was covering her from my pov)- Thanks..?- Im yours...I mean (she blushed..and she made that pause on purpose, so I can notice it, subliminar sex message) Im part of your team now.(which kind of sexy accent is that one?)- Oh, ok. Welcome onboard. We have an appointment later on. Confused, I.