‘Why?’ he spat into the phone vehemently. ‘Why, goddamn it? Jesus! I said I would actually forgive you for what you did and you went right back ...nd did it again! What kind of shitty fucking thing is that to do to me? To us?’ Julie fought back tears. He was right, of course. She was pure shit for doing this to their marriage. And to him. But she didn’t want to cry in the face of his attack. She would take the blame. She would apologize, useless though that might be. But she wouldn’t cry. Julie. "Let me see you, Lithium. I need to see you now!" Gaara orders.She stands, slowly peeling the black shirt from her curvy body, she unbuttons her long, baggy Tripp pants, letting them slip down to stand completely bare before him. "Am I pleasing to your eyes, My dear Gaara?"Shukaku grins demonicly, "Call me Shukaku, my peite little morsel." Scooting to the edge of the couch and hooking his hands around her soft pale thighs, pulling her to him. Slowly and sensually, cupping her pussy and sliding. She lost her balance a little, but wasdetermined not to give up this struggle for power.She took the bra straps off her shoulders, turned it around, andunclipped it, breaking eye contact to do so, but then threw it asideand sat on the floor defiantly. Putting the brasserie on the previousday was relieving, but having slept with it on it was stuffy andtaking it off felt freeing.Eureka, however, was less than amused. "Cameron, if you don't getserious about this you'll never become a teenage boy. He was in Paris. He said a key word and then continued, “I need two files—the Alpha II recap and the preliminary Delta report. Neither is sensitive enough to require an armed courier, but the protocol says that an employee from E Section must carry them. Are you free to fly over on the night flight, stay a night, and return?”My voice catching replied, “Yes, no problem.”Randy replied, “Excellent. Go to transportation and on my verbal orders have them make plane arrangements and hotel.