.. I unbuttoned her jeans, and she lifted her butt off the bed as I slid them down. I kissed her right knee, and slowly worked my way to her inner thi...h. I stopped just short of my goal. "Mm-mmn," I teased. I kissed her left leg in the same fashion, once again stopping just shy of her center.I kissed just above her pussy, through her silk panties. Her hips squirmed, trying to get my tongue where she wanted it. I grabbed her butt, and held her in place. I slowly licked the length of her slit,. ." Not the first ta' do that and you won't be the last and Mr. V is real understanding like."Illyana moved between Stacy and Phillip, "So Phillip, how did your meeting with the two Heads go?" Well, could have been worse, I got my schedule. A lot of physical activities."Rachael piped in, "Did they assign you a code name?" Yeah, Field." Field?" That would be me."Teresa, with her Irish accent joined the conversation, "Now that be a lame name, aye."Phillip looked from one girl to the next and had. His mouse seemed to move almost independently, clicking on one that told of a janitor in a middle school and how he supplied the young girls with drugs, in exchange for sexual favors. The review scores showed it to be well liked, and Jerry clicked on it and began to read about how nobody ever missed the girls from class, since the janitor always had a book of passes. Nobody ever questioned how everyone's signature looked like the same person signed it. Hey, it was just a story and Jerry wasn't. What is it, Italian?’ ‘Armani.’ Horace nodded, impressed. ‘I’d keep ’em, I was you.’ ‘Naw, I got three inches more in the waist now then back then.’ Back in the day, Marty had lived large. He stole cars, hijacked trucks, and robbed high stake poker games, and payrolls. Flush with cash, he hovered up cocaine for breakfast and Maker’s Mark for lunch, so jittery from dope and hung over from booze he seldom bothered to eat. He had gained thirty pounds in prison. Horace refolded the slacks. ‘Was.