I was in full makeup, wearing a black underdress over a flowered long sleeve, black leggings, high hair, big white neckless and a big black and white ...carf. Looking kind of like a 60's housewife. I looked out the window and saw this tall, young k** at my door. My first thought was to hide in my bedroom until he went away. I didn't want to mess with the youngster ... But I was tipsy and wanted to tease him a bit. I knew it was very wrong, cause he was way to young :o As I opened the door, he. He never cared enough to punish me, never cared. I looked at the floor. I closed my eyes, then opened them again. It didn'tget any cleaner. I started lowering myself slowly. For him. For him, I willdo it. I didn't deserve him, but he didn't deserve me refusing his orders. David noticed the change in my attitude and mumbled approvingly. ?That's morelike it, sweetie, show me you can be a good girl.? He seemed pleased that thesituation was getting firmly under his control. ?But first, I want you. Part of her looked angry and still a faint smile. I was really confused as to what she was thinking or what may happen now. She looked at me and slid her phone in the back pocket of her jeans.Nisha: Do you like barbeque?I was so involved in what would happen that I hardly realized that Nisha was speaking to me.Nisha: Rohit! Are you alive?I wonder why both of them always question whether I am alive or not!Me: Yes, I am.Nisha: I asked you something.As Nisha completed her sentence, the maid walked. I thought doing it on my own with my own people was kinda of a cool idea. I couldn't use any of the retired spies or operatives without putting our arrangements in danger. Technically Slyvia wasn't one of us. She had been forced to be a source, She was not an operative in any real sense. I thought I could get away with that one. Blevins had never been an operative. He was also about to retire. I had a feeling he might like a little something to keep his mind active after he pulled the pin.God.