No one wants to get naked in bad company," she observed, with unexpected, wry maturity -- but still studying her lap.I laughed out loud. "That's an ex...ellent way to put it, Lissa. You're pretty damn smart, yourself."She actually blushed, under her latte-tone skin. Flattery will get you everywhere. Lissa stretched out a leg, straightening a knee, as if to study her toenails or something, but she sat at an angle to me such that nothing more was revealed.Then she flipped my remark back at me, and. Before the scream died he had rolled clear and was once more twitching on the floor.As I lay gasping for air I noticed the knife only a few feet away and began slowly inching toward it, keeping a constant watch on my enemy."Okay," Jamie said. "No more hitting the bad guy or doing anything to attract his attention. If he looks at us, freeze and try to look as helpless as possible. Apparently all he needs is the perception of a tangible threat to regain almost total control. As soon as we are. ” She looked at me with a broad smile. “I like the way you think.” “What if I say you have to take on Leveland’s whole company?” I asked. “I’ll fuck the lamp post, the bedpost and the postman, if that’s what you want me to do. I am yours to use in any way you wish. You know that. We have an arrangement and I intend on keeping it. Besides I enjoy it.” “Let’s plan the trip for next Thursday without Cashman. Can you get the research done by then? I know you were looking forward to our camping trip. ”“That thing in your trousers isn’t innocent,” she said boldly, “I felt it press into me.”“It’s not a thing, it’s and erection and you can’t tell me that you’ve never felt one before.”“Of course I haven’t,” the flustered child blushed more deeply.“You really are innocent aren’t you?”“I may not have felt one but I know what it is and what it’s for.”“So what’s you problem?”“Men of your age aren’t meant to fancy thirteen year old girls, I’d be too young for you even if you weren’t my uncle.”“I.