”Marc nodded, like I was challenging him. He was fairly attractive, with the James Bond tailored tuxedo thing going on. First base. Huh. I could go ...here. Second too, maybe.“You know, I’ve always been very intrigued by your use of colour. Using prints as blocks? D’you think we could set up an interview to discuss it in more depth?”My heart thumped in alarm.“We’re discussing it now, aren’t we? My schedule’s a traffic jam, Marc.”He smiled when I said his name. Taking my empty champagne glass from. She reachedaround him, cradled his breasts, and squeezed his nipples.He has always loved it when she played with his nipples, butnow they were so much more sensitive. He tilted his headback against her shoulder, and moaned. She kissed his neck,and ran her tongue up and down his neck. He finallyrealized that he was feeling her naked breasts against hisnaked back, and turned around. Her lips went to his, andtheir tongues met. His hands went to her breasts, and herswent back to his. They kissed. Their lips met for a few seconds before he drew back. ‘Not here, Kay,’ he said with a broad smile. ‘There are other cops nearby and I don’t want anybody finding out about us just yet.’ ‘Wimp,’ shot back Kay, rolling her eyes. ‘No one ever enforces those no-fraternization rules and I’m hardly going to report you for sexual harassment. From what I’ve seen over the past month, I have to initiate it all.’ ‘So the plot thickens,’ drawled Shawn with a devious chuckle. ‘I have gone from the harasser. " The rest of them followed her gaze to the stadium's huge displays, and watched the replays.Two minutes later Raz and Jena were attired in bright orange shorts and jerseys with swirling silver logos, with matching sunglasses and baseball style caps."We want to wear these caps a little sideways, as the young techs do." Raz snickered, as he twisted his hat a bit. "That's right." he told Jena as she copied him."You look a little incongruous with bare feet, but you will pass." Naz chuckled. "I.