”Irene faced him and forced a smile. “I’d be delighted.”“Thank you. What day is good for you? Friday?”“I think Friday works.”“Then I...��ll make reservations for six. Shall we take your car or mine?”“Why, what do you drive?” she asked.“Tell me what you drive.”“I have a Toyota Prius.”He snorted. “It figures. I have a 1978 SAAB model 99. With three hundred thousand on the clock.”“We had better take my car.”“You’re probably right. If the place has valet parking, and if he set the handbrake then I’d. . uh, tongue, there," I said."My tongue, really, where?" Kira inquired, while kissing the corner of my mouth."Uh, in my... pussy. Your tongue. In my pussy," I said, smoothly."And what do you want my tongue to do... down there?" Kira giggled."I want you to eat me. I want you to fuckin' EAT ME!" I gasped out. I knew that Kira loved to hear me be lewd, and I secretly enjoyed it, too.Kira smiled. "You mean, you want me to lick your pussy, to kiss every inch of your pretty little hole?" Yes," I. I'm Martha, Martha Washerstein, just in case you didn't pick up Kitty's last name after all this time," she laughed easily. "I just had to finally talk to the one boy that has my daughter so off her usual game. And don't act so formal, we've talked, and teased, several times on the phone already." Well, may I say, Martha, that I can certainly see where Kitty gets her beauty from. I hope you left her some of your good sense and manners as well," I continued to tease."Oh, you," she laughed,. Suddenly a knife was to his throat, "I suggest you drop the sword, I really don't want to kill you but I will if you insist," the raspy voice whispered in his ear."Who are you?" Trok started to yell except the knife kept his voice low and calm no sense in dying he thought."I am someone who knows the truth; I know you are leaking information to Tiberias. I just don't know why!" the voice said."I... ," Trok started."Lie to me and you'll be dead before you hit the floor!" the voice said pressing.