M.“Yeah?”“What the Hell is going on, Lightfoot?” Mike yelled.Confused, I informed him, “Nothing.”“Did you do it? No. I know you didn’t... SHIT!” he exclaimed. “You need to get the Hell out of there NOW! And I mean NOW!”As sleep fell away, I asked, “What the fuck is going on, Mike?”“General Hollister’s dead.”“Shit! How?”“Heart attack.”Now really confused, I said, “I’m sorry to hear it. Callie’s going to be devastated. But why do I have to leave now?”His answer shook me deeply.“He was tortured. His. I expose your clit with my fingers, and focus some direct attention on it...I want you to let go. As the passion builds you start to move your hips, thrusting against my tongue accentuating every pass. Your hands move down through my hair pulling me even tighter to you.You're so close, and I'm not stopping. More moans echo the room, and as they get louder, I know you're ready. You start to contract, and my pace steadies. I want to draw out every second of this climax till the rush leaves you.. . two women alone in that big house with God-knows-who riding around the streets. Well, I want to do something to give us a bit more security. What do you recommend? A burglar alarm?" Just a second, Kate. Let's bring in an expert... our security chief, Allen Biggs. I'll call him up here." He pressed a button on his intercom, and when Miss Darnel's voice chirped through, he gave instructions for Biggs to be sent for from his office in the basement. Henderson talked shop for a few minutes while. ." You-you have?" He started to move toward me... Oh god did his voice turn me on!"So what do you wanna do about it? You stud.." Umm uhhh" he began to rub his pants and then chest.I had seen enough porno on the web to know what to do next, after all, I had just blown his 'sex-files' so to speak. He was off-guard in short."Sit down on your chair..sir" I whispered the sir bit. I knew that later, he would be dominating me, but what the hell, give it a go!"Oh god, oh god! I always wondered..I.