I ran up the street, my thigh and calf muscles burning as I pounded the street. I finally arrived at her door panting and sweaty. I was wearing black ...id-thigh shorts and a vest top that gave me a chance to show off my muscular arms and legs. Kira answered the door, perfectly turned out and sexy as usual. She was wearing a simple thin summer dress and strappy sandals, they gave the impression of delicate vines winding up a pair of beautiful young trees – firm and strong. The dress wrapped. "The silent man shifted, "you come with us until you have the design made."I snorted, "not likely. I have work and..."He smiled, "your hacking can wait."I looked at him carefully, "how..."The other man chuckled, "we are fleet. If we need to follow a person we can use sats."I turned to look at my machine before glancing at them, "and what is in it for me?"The one that had said I would have to go with them smiled, "girls? Money? Helping your government?"I sighed, "meet me at my transport and you. A girl with bad intentions could rule the world in a leather skirt, black stockings and fuck me pumps.With Steve, I have a companion or better yet, a partner. It's starting to go past just being a mutual sexual situation where we are both getting something out of this. While the first couple of weeks was filled with the fulfilling of our sexual desires, we became assimilated into the life of a couple dating.We sit on the couch and watch TV or just talk. I always dress when he comes over, taking. "Well, obviously over 18 years ago, we played strip poker with your grandma Angelina and..." I said. "You what?" They both asked. This already felt as if we were having surgery."We always did something together as a family every Saturday, no excuses, and I suggested strip poker. I guess to make a long story short, we played, we liked what we saw on each other and we all had sex," Brain replied. "You had sex with grandma?" Angelina asked. "Yes," I replied looking at the ground. Honestly, I.