I can feel it pulsing under my hand, wanting more. I undo your pants and let your dick pop out. I start stroking you as you begin to finger me. 1 fing...r, then 2, then 3. You are moaning now. You throw me on the bed and put my head on your dick.I start to suck as I know thats what you want. Watching you while I suck hard. Taking your dick all the way down my throat. (Thankfully I don't have a gag reflex)My eyes tear up a bit as its going down my throat. Deeply I suck your thick manhood down. You. The girl was still walking away, but smiling over her shoulder, one eye hidden behind her light brown, almost golden in the sunlight, long hair.As I approached her, she reversed her direction, grinning as if delighted. I noticed tension in her eyes."You heard me, didn't you?" Her eyes sparkled and danced over a wicked little grin."Yes, but you look a little young to be 'dating'." Using her euphemism.A fearful look flashed across her pretty face."You a cop?" Are you?" I said, shaking my head.She. ‘Guess so.’ The bartender put a glass down on the bar top. ‘Here’s a free one, friend. Please, drink it over there.’ He watched until the man had walked far enough away and then wiped down the bar. ‘What’ll it be?’ ‘Rum and Coke, please.’ He reached under the bar and brought out the good stuff. ‘Here’s one on the house.’ ‘Of all the people here,’ I said, ‘the one I really want to see is the principal. He had straightened me out one long weekend and convinced me to stop wasting my life. He was. The world doesn’t need another Caliphate - there are still flare ups from the last one.I walked to the living section where nothing was recorded and called Andy with the JBG phone, filling him in on things he did not know that his group there needed to know.Andy gave me information that had been collected off the bodies and from the few before they died. The CIA had neglected to tell me several things I was sure they knew.It was just one more thing that I needed to keep in the back of my mind.