"Molly couldn't believe the humour that bubbled inside her when only moments ago she'd felt so out of control. He hadn't hurt her, she'd known he woul...n't. "Oh, God, I think I do."A deep groan rumbled in Jason's chest. He rubbed his nose against hers. "Mmm...yeah, I love this new development."Jason's pumping hips gradually increased frequency. Molly couldn't tear her eyes from his. Her body began moving beneath him. Jason pulled back, lifting his chest from hers. His amusement disappeared.. ’ The bartender apologized, ‘Sorry boss, this bitch here was asking for you.’ The blonde stripper then jumped in, ‘Yea, she’s stealing my fucking customers.’ The owner stood up and looked Monique up and down. She could tell he thought she was hot and wanted to fuck her. ‘What’s your name, pretty gal?’ he asked, ‘and what’s your business here?’ Monique looked him dead in the eye and just responded, ‘Is that your car outside?’ The owner looked out the window at his car before saying, ‘Yes,. "I'm Lieutenant Benjamin Linn, I've been in charge of these men for the past several weeks. Are you the new platoon leader?" he asked, looking me over, but finding no indication of rank or service, just my name tag."I'm Chris Kincade, I'm with the Agency, and no I don't get saluted," I told him. This seemed to surprise him even more."Agency?" came from him next. "What Agency?" You really don't want to know, Lieutenant," I told him before adding the old saw, "I could tell you, but then I would. Eyes snap open. Stomach dropping flash of fear in high school. Inner voice telling me I was a coward.A little more awake. Was it cowardice, or a lack of imagination on how to get out of the safe space of jocks and cheerleaders?Shiver. Wait ... something is reassuring. Body heat. Sound of calm breathing. Such a rare sound for me. Sure, I was sexually active in high school, but never slept with anyone for more than a few minutes. Not much better when more active in college, still not right to.