There wasn't a band or anything like that, but some guy kept taking photographs and Matt thought that had to be a good sign. They wouldn't whack a hot...chick in front of a camera, would they? But he couldn't imagine anyone killing a woman like that anywhere. The ambassador was hot!"Molly," Matt said to himself as he moved closer.That stealth suit worked great too, he thought, but the boy really had no idea how effective the alien technology was. It not only bent light around him, but it also. However, for the driver receiving the hand-job, it's proportionally more difficult to keep control, especially when you just erupted all over yourself, and your shirt.Several minutes later, after almost setting a record for the most near misses in a five-mile journey, the five arrived at the IHOP.Brad got a new shirt from his duffle bag behind the back seat as the four went in to get a table."Fuck, I could use a cigarette right about now," Roxy said."Fuck a cigarette, I could smoke a whole. She relaxed, the tension draining out of her.“No.”“Would you like to go for a meal? I promise not to mention ... that topic.” I smiled. She smiled.“Yes, I’d like that.”“Well,” I said, “I booked a table at Orchards for seven. I don’t mean people – seven o’clock. I was going to eat there regardless, though I would have cancelled if you didn’t like the idea.”She smiled more broadly and finished her drink quickly.We took a taxi to the restaurant, which as I have mentioned was one of the best in the. Ok, I'll see you for lunch" she agreed as she lay back and closed her eyes while smiling.I got up and headed to the shower. I turned the water on cold to get my hard-on to go down and then washed and relaxed under some hot water to loosen up my muscles. After drying I found some clothes, got dressed quietly and grabbed some breakfast in the kitchen. Picking up my backpack with my books and playbook, I looked in to see my angel sleeping naked on the bed with a smile on her face. I wished I had a.