All that remained was a tiny pair of white lacy panties.I picked her up and laid her back on the middle of the bed.She watched me as I discarded first...my shirt and then my shorts, allowing my rigid cock to pop free.“Oh” I heard her murmur.I crawled onto the bed, encouraging her to part her thighs, making room for me to kneel with my cock hovering over her mound. I rested my cock on her tiny panties.“You’re big ... really big” she whispered with some apprehension in her voice.I reached out .... But the real thought was that I just wanted to have something to cover if it should get to a point. No problem; the seats around us were mostly unoccupied. And so it happened.I snuggled into my seat and we talked for a few minutes about 'who is who' and 'what’s up'. He came very quickly to the point. He kissed me passionately and grabbed me between my legs. Of course, he felt at once that I had no panties on and that I was juicy in anticipation of what was to come. He stuck his two middle. I walked briskly, smiling at people who passed me. I got to the address on the card, a small independent book store. I had five minutes to spare. All of a sudden it hit me. What was I thinking? I was going on a wild chase to meet a man I had met in an elevator, based on the tip of psychic. I had spoken to him for ten minutes and here I was on the streets with a scavenger hunt map in my hands. I looked up and down the street and didn’t see him. Maybe it was all a hoax. Just seeing what he could. Moving down the corridor to the hall she stopped.?Control?? No reply and she waited motionless for a moment.She moved to the drawing room door and slowly opened it; in the darkness she could see the shape of a figure in one of the armchairs.?Control, it’s me Suzzanne Midsummer? she hadn’t drawn her weapon for fear of provoking the security detail. ?Welcome Suzzanne? said an emotionless voice and someone flicked on the light and her blood ran cold.The figure in the chair had a gun levelled at.