Get your hands working on her whole body, paying extra attention to her feet and legs, kiss and nibble and tease her everywhere, then fuck her like an...equal, like a friend. Like it was your calling. You do that, she’ll keep you happy too. Unless she’s a selfish, self centered cunt, but then, you can smoke that out quicker this way and have fun doing it.So yeah, I've been thanked before, mostly with laughs of stress relief, followed by a, 'god I needed that!', but this one, this one was. I want to get this guy before he goes after whatever the real target was. You two got out of Amberville before you saw the aftermath. If that goes off in a dense urban area, the death toll is going to be bad. Really bad.”“So what did the call log get us?” Taylor asked, knowing Whitaker wasn’t going to let this drop easily.“Most of her calls were to other burners we’re still working on tracking down, but she made one call to a landline.”“And?” Whitaker asked.“And I’m not sure. The number belongs. Al is purely coincidental. This is the 3rd part of my first story. Critiques are welcome.1 more day until Christmas. But first I have to make it through the office party. Work's been crazy, we're all working overtime, plus with my stint as Santa I just want to head home. Nope, it's been "highly recommeneded" we attend. Ah hell, might as well enjoy some free food. I have no desire to see most of my coworkers outside of work. Well maybe 1 or 2 would look nice all disheveled on my bed, but not. . "Sure, but you gotta promiseme something." What?" I don't want him to get in a wreck going to the dealership, so you ridewith me!"She gave him her best try at a pout, and then ran upstairs to get herpurse.*****************As they were riding over to Charles's place, Susan scooted up close toher husband, and lightly started trailing a finger over his thigh,slowly inching it's way up to his crotch."You really think I would get him in a wreck, if I were to play with him,like I'm doing with you.