Instantly, he felt an icy chill. Memory returned and along with it came both a deep dread and a quivering excitement. John opened the door slowly. The...e she stood, beaming at him, the towel around her waist leaving her pale upper body exposed. His heart skipped a beat. Quickly, he opened the door, leaning out to look for witnesses even as she slipped by him into the room. She brushed against him, and the towel fell off. John yelped and shut the door, whirling to reach for his towel. Kim stood. Maria bit her lip, clear blue eyes flickering as the bruised globes began to grind into her nethers, the thin material of her uniform only adding to the delicious friction.Natasha began too flex the strong muscles in her legs, moving her weight from one to another. In time Agent Hill slid her fingers against her core once more, perhaps as a incentive, but more likely just to stimulate further desperation. With every turn of her own hand the young redhead twisted rhythmically against Maria, sore. "Hey, come on. Have one on me. Welcome to town, youknow." Really. I gotta..." It was awkward, trying to get around him.His laid a heavy palm atop my hand."You're different, I can see," he whispered. "Let's not play around --or should I say, why don't we? Have a little fun."I shook his hand off."I do guy and gal," I said, trying to sound brusque."Yeah?" a lazy grin. "Yeah, really? Tell me..." leaning forward. "Tellme, who's the girl?"I heard him laughing as I stalked out.****You always worry,. ”She stepped out of the sheet. Even with that single step forward, her hips rolled. It wasn’t a dangerous move. It wasn’t meant to be. “How do you know what I want?” she asked. Her voice was low, throaty.I swallowed. “You’re right, I don’t, but does it have to do with you becoming my Fonte? If it does, then I think you’ll regret it afterwards.”She looked me over as she got closer. She couldn’t see anything. I was sure she was remembering what I looked like under the blanket since she had seen.