She had the greenest, most intense eyes I’d ever seen, mesmerizing and gorgeous. A small smile curled the corners of her mouth, a smile that told sh... could see right through me. There was a pregnant moment, the cusp of something either wonderful or supremely stupid.And I gave in to the desire I felt and kissed her. Her lips were warm, soft, and tasted of wine. Her eyes winked out, her head tilting just so, and she moved into me pressing herself against me. Lips moved. A fleeting touch of her. A hot and sweet sucking on her tongue while her hands roamed over Iris’ back and low on her hips, pressing them urgently together.Chrisanne pulled back. “If you don’t want me to get pussy juice all over your kitchen counter, you need to show me to your room, now.” But Chrisanne was already moving them back, guiding Iris toward where she guessed the bedroom was. Her guess was good enough, so Iris closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of that hot mouth on hers, the firm pressure of Chrisanne’s. I thought you could do that for me. I know it’s short notice, but this is an emergency. Can you both come?’ A million questions appeared to each of them, mostly about Emma and, in Ian’s case, other appointments in his calendar. But they were each excited about the prospect. Their questions emerged, and they were soon reassured by Graham that all of the possible objections could be overcome, with the help of the not inconsiderable resources of the Company. After some further discussion, a few. I got his name, Martin Fredricks, from one of my girl friends that knew him from the bar. We were at O’Flannagans by 6 Corners. I googled his name to find out anything I could. There was nothing that said there would be a problem. I quizzed my girlfriend again and she said that he always appeared to be nice and sincere.’ ‘So I accepted a movie night out. I met him at the multiplex on Harlem. He did not get my address, just a phone number, and I his. I googled that too, but I did not call it..