There was that comment again. I was just a little apprehensive not knowing what to expect, and that concerned me.She showed me through the huge house ...nding in the master bedroom."This is our room" she announced as she started peeling off her black leather clothes until all she wore was her very skimpy (and wet) lace panties. She slipped her fingers under the gusset for a moment."Yep ... I'm still leaking" she beamed back at me."God I love that feeling"."Come on ... you are over-dressed" she. I quickly finish shaving,and go to the shower room next door.She's facing me,and through the steam,i see her waving me over to join her.I grab open the door,we stare at each other...and i climb in closing the door behind me.We look at each other,father and son,or 2 lovers who cannot get enough of each other! We devour each other,kissing and nipping each others shoulders.She puts her hands behind my neck...and i surprise myself... by lifting her up...and lowering onto my hard cock!!I was. Treacherous bitch! This was John Anderson, so what the hell was she trying to do? There were plenty of Jamies, Craigs and Davids at school but surnames were reserved for a select few and John was one of the group the rest of school held in high esteem. Anyone outside his circle of friends always seemed to use his surname when they talked about him and I liked to think it was in deference to his popularity and looks. My mind fought to comprehend the fact that he’d singled me out. It wasn’t that. He lowered the Glock and I allowed myself to breathe again. I looked in the direction he had fired.Another man who had been with Macario, based on the two handguns that slipped from his lifeless fingers, was folding up and falling to the floor."Sorry, McCarthy. I saw him and didn't have time to warn you. I'm glad your reflexes are good."Harper-Stevens walked over to the dead man and rolled him over. He looked back at Davidson."You military, Mr. Davidson?" A long time ago." You must have kept up.