"If I any one of you sticks his head outside of this closet anytime during the next hour I'll put a ten millimeter slug thru your face."I tucked the G...ock back into its holster and started walking towards the main conference room. Isabeau hurried to catch up with me, reaching my side as I shoved thru the heavy double glass doors engraved with the CIA seal. Behind the glass doors were the offices of the Director, the Assistant Director, three of his top section deputies and the main conference. I then remembered one of our many conversations about books. My favourite author was Terry Pratchett, yet Felicity hadn’t read any of his books, so I decided to pop out at lunchtime and buy one. That lunchtime, as was happening with more frequency, Penny joined Ian, leaving me free to go to the local W.H. Smith. I was fortunate that they had a good selection of Terry’s works. Out of his many great stories I finally chose a leather bound copy of ‘Mort’, my personal favourite. At home that. Too bad she hadn’t shown it until now.“As I went to sit down, I pulled Dan’s light blue handkerchief out of his breast pocket and replaced it with Evie’s pink cotton panties. I kissed him on the cheek and sat down facing the bar and not him while I grabbed my drink and took a very long sip. By this time, I spotted Evie heading towards us at the bar and I tingled with the excitement of not knowing what was going to transpire next.“’Mandy!’ she exclaimed as she came in to give me a kiss on the. Just as I attempt to wipe my face he snatches the towel out my hands. “What the fuck are you doin’?!” I say with a perplexed look on my face. He looks at me happily as he speeds up his strokes. “What the fuck are you doin’ woman? You don’t wipe my sweat while I’m fuckin’ my pussy? Are you crazy? I look at him, getting turned on by how he’s talking to me, I lick my lips and say, “I’m sorry”. “No you’re not…but you will be”, he says. He slants his position and I feel all 9 inches of his dick.