"So how are you finding the training here?" It is difficult," one of the soldiers said."Are you the Mossad operative?" I asked her."Former Mossad," sh... corrected me."This should be a walk in the park for you," I said."I did not like middle of the night runs for them, and I don't like middle of the night runs for Swamp Dogs," she said."I was lucky I never did that stuff. I came in through the back door. Special soft operative I think," I said."An you are the one who kidnaps whole families and. She changed the dressing on my forehead and looked at the notch in my nose, squeezing a leaf that dripped juice on it. "Go on and pull up y'britches," she told me, packing up her midwife bag.I stood and did as she suggested. Half of July had slipped by. Banastre Tarleton was out raiding far and wide while Cornwallis sat in Portsmouth, resting I supposed and planning what to do next. Either that or he was waiting for supplies and more men, which is what Captain Foster feared. I had already been. "What about you, what should I do?" she breathed into Jennifer's ear."I will climax when you do so focus on your own pleasure," Jennifer whispered back.She added yet another finger and started to wiggle around inside of the highly aroused werewolf,"Ahhhh...so incredibly good!" Fang exclaimed as she rolled her hips to get even more stimulation from Jennifer's nimble fingers.Jennifer kissed Fang yet another time and then moved downwards. Sitting between Fang's legs she leaned forward so that she. When Julie (my secretary) buzzed my office and told me that Rick was on the phone, I shuddered to myself and apprehensively picked up the phone."This is Dean," I said into the mouthpiece."Dean baby, what's up! This is Rick Dugans, head of Spin It Records. How you doing? That's great. I need to talk to you about something," Rick said all in one breath before I could even get a word in.Dealing with him wouldn't be a pleasant experience, I could tell already. Nevertheless, this was work, and I.