“ are you going to join me for my shower.” I told her “ I already showered.” Then it dawned on me. She wanted to have sex in the shower. I qui...kly got undressed and made my way into the bathroom. We fucked and she wanted me to help her shave her pussy. She said that she does it every day. I grabbed the razor and soon she was smooth. We fucked a couple of times before we were done with the shower. And I still don’t remember her name. Or what happened last night. She got dressed and left. All she. She ran after her, finally catching her near the street corner."Jonelle."Jonelle wouldn't look at her. Laura could see her face was wet with tears. She reached down for Jonelle's hand, but Jonelle yanked it away."Jonelle, please."Finally she turned her face to Laura, her eyes jeweled with tears and red with pain. "You lied," she cried softly. "You said nothing was between you and her." I know." Laura began to cry too, in spite of her determination not to. "I didn't want to hurt you."Jonelle. It was a planning session on Iran. Video conferencing with the Boxer and the State Department people in Iran took place. It was a long video conference.When the video conference was over, we had an outline for the new government of Iran and a time outline for different events that needed to take place.On the political side, first there needed to be an election to write a new constitution. The Iranians would elect the delegates to do this as the first step. One of those would be constitutional. After an unnecessary adjustment to her hair she dropped to her knees and crawled to the bedroom, remembering how afraid she'd been that first time. Now she grinned, trembling with eager anticipation. She kept her head down until she reached two sets of bare male feet. At last! She kissed each foot once, then stroked and pecked her way up bare legs, switching from one to the other, from man to man. Reaching the bottom of a robe, she parted it, nuzzling a thigh, inhaling and licking, then.