“See Robert ASAP when you return from Washington and expedite the first part of the plan; imperative you keep me informed,” I said.I was in the mi...dle of the pack as we made the trip to Washington with my phone going crazy with texts from Marty Coeburn.“We got Balthazar Khamini and an accomplice; they had one of the mobile IEDs in the trunk of the car along with maps and directions. I will be at 1600 when you get there,” the text said.Twenty minutes later I walked into half a crew at Section. This was before everybody carried a cell phone all the time, and I didn’t have one back then. The car stopped so suddenly that I didn’t have time to pull over. So here I was, a little twenty year old girl, broken down in the middle of the road at 1:30 in the morning. I sat there, while not one, not two, but FOUR different cop cars passed me. Two were city police cars, one was state boy, and the other was a sheriff. Not one of them stopped to help. After awhile a nice, black man came up and. “Hmmmmm… I could take care of that if you’d like me to…”. I love, love, love giving blowjobs and I could tell that Greg was sexually frustrated. He didn’t say a word as I fully unzipped his ski pants, and insulated long johns, and pulled them down to his ankles. His erection bulged in his boxers. “Someone seems excited,” I observed with a vixen-like smile. With that, I lowered my head onto his sensitive cock. I liked it when I heard him groan. I’ve been told by many men that I “give a great. I quickly went downstairs and pretended to be sleeping. Karen got her purse and was trying to be as quiet as possible as she headed back up the stairs. Once I knew it was safe, I quickly went back up the stairs to spy on them. I thought it was funny. They were in his living room and they were smoking. I heard him inhaling, holding it in and then exhaling. Then he said so you want a hit yourself. Of course she said yes. “I like your outfit, you are a little hottie” said Mr D.“Thank you”,.