A dark tan washed her smooth skin, and a lack of freckles gave her face and arms a porcelain look. I watched her as she nursed a beer and made small t...lk with the older man next to her, and couldn't help but to feel extremely attracted. I finished my beer and asked the bartender what the gal was drinking. "Stella Artois" was all she said as she looked at me. I suddenly realized that I had been so wrapped up in the girl across from me at the bar that I hadn't even noticed the beauty who was. He was smiling at me, a genuine sort of smile."Ok, sure," I said, beaming back at him. Clearly I wasn't in trouble. I'd been a mixture of nerves and excitement after getting the call but not any longer. Now I was just excited.I'd had hardly a glimpse of Mr Rose in the months I'd spent on the premises. Nothing unusual about that, plenty of people who've worked there a lot longer than me have never actually met him. The guy is a legend and his elusiveness is a part of it. And now here was little. ? Morgan let her head drop back in rapture,hoping that the end was near.?Do you want me Morgan?? Hmm??? There was a cold smile on his face.? ?Do you want me to fuck you?? ?No! No!?? She whispered, ?I hate you!??Well, your body seems to betelling me otherwise. Tell me, Morgan, what is it that you desire, besides myprick inside you??? His tongue flickedover her nipples teasing and sucking.?Her eyes filled with tears as she stared at the low stone ceiling,feeling her juices leak onto her. The men were mostly silent keeping their eyes open at all times just in case the renegades doubled back and attempted to take the scalps of their pursuers grown careless by the sense of false security in a void of little action.Sam suspected that the wily Geronimo had his rear guard scouts maintaining contact with the following forces at all times always on the lookout for some mistake or tactical error that he could turn to his advantage even whilst he was retreating as fast as possible in a.