.." He froze, fork halfway to his mouth.Had he just added Abby to the equation? He looked at Toby, wide-eyed, not entirely sure how to proceed without...causing World War Three.Abby turned in her seat to look at him, shocked by his statement and confused by his expression. Trying to smooth over the awkwardness, unsure if his expression meant he regretted including her in that grouping, she turned back around and said, "How old is your little girl, Special Agent Fornell? Do you get to see her. I can’t say that intercourse with Benny was all that great, at least not for me. Benny seemed to enjoy it but for me having something that large stuffed into you wasn’t all that great. I would loosen up after a while. I’m not small down there, I’ve never been what you would call tight but it was a chore having that much flesh inserted into your vagina. It wasn’t long before Benny began to tire of just having sex with me. He began to invite his close friends to join us in bed. I didn’t mind. While you were asleep." She kept reading and looking, circling and marking, ignoring me, and I said, "I didn't talk in my sleep or do anything atrocious, did I?" and she said in a ho-hum tone, still not looking up, "No, I was just looking. Just looking," and I asked, "At what?" She paused and looked up at me and said, teasing, "At you." And she was quiet for a moment as she looked at me and there was that mystery in her eyes, that direct but gently probing look, and then she said cryptically,. So I moved forward. I reached my hand near here face. Kept it there got some time and moved it forward to reach her boobs. She caught my hand. I thought I am doomed. But she took it and kept it on her shoulder near to her face and started rubbing her face on it. I took it as a green signal.So I started massaging her shoulder and slightly moved hand over her face. She was turned and she took my hand and bite on it. I was totally turned. Slowly I moved my hand to her boobs. And kept it over her.