But I didn't shift... I didn't dare move. Was she... was my Lizzie fantasizing about someone else? Wait, I thought, that was common enough... I guess ...veryone did that... I certainly had thought about one or two of my students that way... even some of Liz's friends... but... my Lizzie? It was inconceivable that she could even think of... who? Who could it be? My mind began racing even faster... a slut, she called herself... a dirty, cheating whore... wait...wait... she couldn't have been. Even though I have seen Shcooks without clothes several times, I couldn't get over her beauty. I quickly took off my shirt and extended my arm so that I could touch Shcooks' flat belly.As I was distracted, she saw an opportunity to straddle my hips and kissed her way down my torso. By the time she got to my waistline, I was practically begging her to put my dick in her mouth. I lifted my hips so that Shcooks could pull my pants and underwear down in one motion. Almost immediately, she swallowed. What I was on the horizon made my jaw drop and my stomach jump.On the horizon, silhouetted by the descending sun, was a girl. She was leaned up against the oak I had been resting in what had only seemed like moments ago. Going on the shape on the silhouette I was certain she was wearing some loose jeans and a tank top, I could see the sunlight bouncing off her belly bar, her hair cascading down and over her shoulder. She must have been an angel, maybe a goddess, but I could do nothing but. I am a licensed private protective agent, body guard to you laymen." I said."Do you always wear that. Even when you aren't working?" she asked."Anytime I'm not sure what the threat might be, I wear it. I have no way to know who you really are. If you want, I will leave." I said. "Guns freak some people out. I didn't think it would freak you out." No you don't have to go, but I need to see your identification as a private protective agent," she said."No problem," I said removing my card case.