'Hello?' I called, as I walked and searched the corners of the room, checking each shadow for a clue as the fucker that did this. The tv springs to li...e and I shriek.A hot fuckable blonde was on the screen gyrating to some techno music. I sat on the edge of the bed, caught up in the beauty of this girl. She danced slowly, looking at me, rubbing her hands down her breasts and over her stomach till they were on her thighs, her breasts leaning over. She then turned around and pulled her pink. Once it all dry and put away I took out a few things and put them on the buffet table.I dropped into a padded chair. "Hot open-faced turkey sandwiches for dinner. All the stuff's on the buffet table. Serve yourself! Everyone laughed but still served themselves. Julie made up plates for the kids, who'd never had an open-faced sandwich before. The gravy lasted and Julie's bread made a fantastic sop under the meat. A little cranberry compote on each plate seemed to go well, even with the kids. I. I wasn’t surehow satisfy that request. He told me not to worry aboutit that he had it taken care of. I went with the flow.While I fucked his wife, thrusting deeply and enjoyingmyself immensely I felt my buddy move close to us, Icould feel his leg pressing against my side. I lookedover at him a little annoyed that he’d thrown me offstride and noticed that he had 6-inch dildo in hishand. I asked, “What do you think you’re going to withthat?”He told me that he was. "Nope, that is the best I can do. I don't even recall her first name: we tend to stick to surnames, eh, Tompkins?"The soldier mildly responded, "Yes, sir."The FBI Agent refused to be put off. "Pay records, sir? Don't you have a record of her final payment, and an address?" Sorry, my dear fellow. Undercover agents have special dispensations; one of which is payment into a numbered bank account. We have no other records of her." That is pretty damn tight security? What justification do you have.