Cassie was wrapped in a blanket and escorted out of the cells and backinto the interview room where Natalie Styles stood in one corner wearingher usua... navy-blue business suit and Christian Louboutin's anxiouslychewing a nail and smoking. She looked at Cassie in her torn dress,ruined nylons, distressed hair and makeup and bruised face being attendedto by a female FBI field medic.Natalie choked back a sob; she couldn't openly display her affection forCassie but she could display her anger at. "But don't forget, I'm really counting on you."When they got to the door Daniel reached over Emma's shoulder and opened it. As Emma's eyes slowly adjusted to the semi-darkness, she gasped, and Daniel felt her stiffen against him."Danny, what the hell is that?" she whispered."Aw, don't worry, Emma, that's just... ... Frank. You remember him, don't you? He's got some pretty wild tales of the times you spent together while I was in Freeport."Emma was too shocked to resist as he guided her to a. I woke up to the clanging of things going on in the kitchen. I got upand put on my robe and high heeled slippers.Debbie greeted me with "Hi sweetie did you have fun last night?"Knowing that if I told her the truth it would be ignored or I wouldjust start stammering "yesth" I did."Debbie was being nice and put a cup of hot coffee in front of me. AsI took a sip I almost spit it out. When the hot coffee hit my tonguepiercing it rose at a different temperature rate. I swallowed itquickly it was. My last drops dribbling onto the clean cotton sheets. My rigid cock still pointing like a one-way sign at her heaving breasts and taut nipples. Maggie wears a dreamy smile and a whole lot of white boy cum that dribbles down her glowing skin like molten wax.Her eyes flutter open and Maggie flashes me a dazzling smile before tumbling into my arms. We fall backward onto the bed, her lying atop me. For a long time, she whimpers softly in my ear while I stroke her hair and the smooth skin of her.