Just imagining that possibility filled her with horror. Yet, that horror filled her with purposeful drive and ambition as well.Amy Stone had been with...the MK-ULTRA Project for just over three years, ever since her career in the Air Force had ended. Her intellect had served her well in the Air Force, moving her quickly up the ranks to Captain. Her final posting had been as an Air Force General's staffer at the Pentagon.When she met Colonel Ansel and learned exactly what his black-ops project was. Anyway, it's either this, or walk to school in your underwear."Danny's expression froze in momentarily surprise. "What?" he said after a brief pause. "Mum said if you don't wear the dress, you have to go to school in your socks and panties." Rosa explained offhand, although no such conversation had actually taken place. She regarded Danny with a quizzical expression, amused by his obvious discomfort. His cheeks had flushed the colour of a ripe summer tomato as he considered her words. He. They were thick and as long as the tip of my pinky. They were also very sensitive. The moan she made when I found them was unmistakable. I heard Cassidy and Jim giggle.Then I couldn't help myself; I started to tease her breasts. I wanted to see these nipples. I had her worked up enough that she allowed me to set them free. Her moans changed to cries of passion. The smell of aroused teenage girl began to flood the car. Dang it, I wanted her bad and we had to get her home. I groaned and slowed. Between cheerleading practice, her rigorous evening and weekend workouts, and plain old eighteen year-old metabolism, she could afford to have a burrito every now and then. She felt bad for the girls at school who obsessed over every calorie. And she could tell just by the looks they gave her in the lunchroom that they resented her for not sharing their obsession. Kaylee thought she spotted the office building she needed and slowed down. The steel sign in front of the building read 1161. That.