"I'm happy with you, too." Ain't we just a happy pair of bluebirds." I laughed."Yeah. Let's get home. One. I wanna see which Mom I'll have when I get ...here and two, I have been lax in getting Dan to ... you know..." Really?" I squeaked."Seriously, sis, I've been messed up over this." Poor Dan," I said."Poor Cindy," she tossed back. "I'm gonna kill 'im."We pulled into the apartment parking lot and noticed a different car there, a little older one. I registered it in my mind as one of those. Her mouth closed on the side of his neck, biting slightly, lips pulling at his skin. Moving downward, she bent her neck and closed her lips around his nipple, teasing it with her tongue. He groaned and rested his head back against the seat, hands rising to caress the sides of her breasts, dropping to stroke her beautiful ass. She moved her head to the other side of his chest and his erection became painful against the restrictive trousers. Sensing his need, she slid a short distance down. "That's right," I told her, "in fact, that's precisely right."Mascha tugged at my skirt."Won't you please sing us a song, Countess?" she asked me in a soft,gentle voice."All right, then," I told her, "I shall sing!"Rising from the table, I said, "I'm going to sing an old gypsy song - andyou can sing along too, if you really want to do so!"Grabbing a tambourine from a nearby shelf, I whirled and kicked as I sang:"A gypsy loves to wanderIn the sun and the fresh air,But every now and then she. Requests were only special if they required goods that approved vendors couldn’t supply, knowledge for which the Service had no experts, or hands-on service that couldn’t be handled through normal procedures. Sometimes whole weeks went by without a special request. Sometimes, they came in clusters. With her combat skills, grace under extreme pressure, and gift for languages, Rada had gone into many situations over the last two years where the Service simply couldn’t account for all the.