Susan reached in the back and grabbed a blanket from her emergency kit and handed it to him."What's your name?" She asked."I'm Davon, thanks for picki...g me up it was freezing out there." I'm susan and don't worry about it, just try and warm up." What are you doing out here in just a t shirt?" Susan asks."I lost my job a few months ago and these clothes are all I have left. Every night I sleep at the shelter and every day I walk the streets." What happened?" Well, I don't really like to talk. I lean up to your ear, intent on whispering exactly what I'd like to do to you when footsteps are heard. In an instance your gone, out the door, leaving me hot, wet, and aching for more.I catch your eye throughout the day, and the minutes are dragging by more slowly than ever. I walk into the lift, only to hear the doors shut behind me, and you're there. I press myself against you instantly as you slam me into the wall. All the day's frustration is released and your kissing me, hot lips pressed. The green ribbon on my wrist had spun over time and the knot was facing out over the back bump of my wrist bones. With this, and the authority it had given me over the school, I was king.I had at my disposal my lovely assistant Lisa, still compelled to dive into my madness but now as powerful as myself. She was a cool, punk rock, girl, stripped down like I was, hopped up on the area counters, filming the room through her iPhone.Then there were my two cute freshmen, stuck with me at least until. They were both widowers and had showed up yesterday, as soon as their transfers were confirmed. That helped as I needed a capture team for a pair that had escaped from the Miami holding cell. They were shorthanded and our office was the official tracking station. The new guys were happy to have work so fast. I told them that we had more air marshal work than we could handle. They both assured me that I would have plenty after the ad that was online.Sarah had a stack of information on our quest.