As we said good bye, I gave him my cell phone number and we agreed to meet the following evening at 8:00 at “the room”.As I mentioned in the first...part of this story, I have a small room, really a cabin I use as an escape from the stress of every day life. It is a place to read, to reflect, but most importantly a place to enjoy sex. It is rustic and yet offers a certain level of refinement; a nice sound system, an overstuffed leather couch, a small kitchenette, and an entertainment sized. I think your idea of forcing us to spend a day, a SUNDAY no less, on the golf course, with strict orders not to talk business, opened the door so that we could talk man to man, and discover that we are both ordinary people. Your brainstorm gave us a chance to build a bridge, and now I won't hesitate to pick up a phone, call James, and ask for help."Thank you, sir. You will never realize how such a simple idea changed my entire conception of the FBI."That was one of the rare victories that kept. “Yeah, I like it”, I replied. “A pretty nightdress for a pretty little girl”, he said, almost ignoring my reply, beginning to stroke the material across my thigh. I remember beginning to get a little nervous at the change in his voice, and at the way he was now rubbing my thigh up and down again and again.“Uh, Alan I’m tired now, I’m going to go to sleep now, it’s getting late”, I told him and closed my book, and went to lie down and pull the blankets over myself. “No, no”, he replied, “I want. " I feel him reaching around undoing my jeans and his hot breath on my neck. Trembling as i keep my eyes locked on my boyfriend as instructed. Feeling my jeans with my panties roughly pushed down to my knees feeling the cold night air over my now exposed ass and sex. His rough hand running over my cheeks cupping my ass feeling m*****ing it. I try to remain calm and relaxed. His voice again breaks the night air "ummm yes" he grunts "this will do just fine as my downpayment till you bring me the.