Your business is illegal and I could be compromised just by association with you. Your status with the FBI is tenuous at best and, realistically, they...could revoke your rights at anytime.’ ‘All that is true,’ he allows. ‘And then there’s Cooper, oh my god, Cooper would lose his mind. And can you even imagine Ressler’s face if we told him?’ Red is quiet, letting her get it all out. ‘I mean, I don’t know how I’m going to keep my hands off of you at the Post Office,’ she tells him honestly. ‘Not. Initially there was nothing between us but as days passed whenever they came home I noticed he always had long conversation over the drinks with me. Even in a group talk he always answered to me and locked eyes with while talking about things. When we meet up we usually drink in the terrace and after a point the wives will go to cook or to serve or to check on the dresses or whatever, our conversation after a while about movies or books will start sounding very flirtatious, I sensed there was. Some used the disgust as cover.They refused to acknowledge, even to themselves, what a turn-on the sightbefore them was. Especially since a woman was holding the reins.By the time they arrived, Linna had completed literally thousands of thesmall steps her limited skirted stride allowed. Linna was shiveringdespite the fire burning below her skirt. Her shoulders had turned red.No matter how turned on you are or how much you move around, the cold isstill cold. She was grateful for the warmth. "Yeah...I smoke..." I walked over to his car -- if I wasn't high, I probably wouldn't have approached him so openly-- and put my hand on the roof to steady myself, "you have some pot?" Cool, dude..." he motioned with his hand, "come on around and let me get you high."Again, if I was sober, I couldn't imagine that I would get into a car with someone I didn't know, but I was feeling the d**gs and it did have a tendency to loosen me up. It actually felt more like a dream then real life as I walked.