This pissed me off because if he were agentleman he wouldn't make a move on my girlfriend."Can you forgive me baby?" she asked looking into myeyes, "I...ll never do it again, I promise." She was sosincere in her words."I forgive you, but I we should stop seeing him alltogether outside of work," I responded. She nodded, andwe ended up fucking each other's brains out, having thebest make up sex ever. It was so intense for me because Ihad thoughts of Jason making out with my girlfriend.While it. They went from drinking to kissing, from kissing to caressing. She’d been stretched out on the couch wearing only earrings. He’d been kneeling on the floor beside her, with his trousers still on, but not his shirt. He was stroking her and sucking her breasts.“Sharon, lovely Sharon, come for me,” he’d said. Her muscles were tensing and she could feel a fireball forming behind her eyes.It burst, and there were stars and streaks of fire. She shook and shuddered. “Yes ... yes ... yes!” he’d. The reporters would have liked to have questioned some people, but suddenly, there was nobody available. Nobody wanted to answer any kind of questions. So, the only source of information the media had was the feds. They decided to take all the publicity they could get, and repeated the message about ‘technical excellence and hard investigative work’.It was Wednesday afternoon when Sean’s name finally came out. I was sitting in my office, trying to work and follow the news flashes from the net,. His body was built the same, as well, but Colt was a ghost. It could not be. Kari took a few steps forward. His breathing had slowed down to a normal rate, but he remained on his hands and knees. Kari noted that he was nude. Not a stitch of clothing covered his muscled body. She inched closer, and he looked up at her. Even in the pale light of the night, she could see that his eyes were bright green. It was Colt. She was frozen on the spot. He sat in that crouched position just staring back at.