I wanted to be touched more intimately, I can't deny it. Even through my nightshirt and my panties I knew that her touch would be wonderful. I parted ...y legs, not a lot but enough to send the right message. Her fingers tiptoeing across my stomach felt my legs move and she responded as I had hoped, exploring further, her hand going down and down until her palm cupped my mound and I gasped with pleasure.She moved closer still, so that I could feel her next to me, softly trapping my arm against my. " I smile as I see him steal a beer from a patron.We head toward our room and while scanning, I note three men that from the way they are looking at Anastasia will probably be a problem later.The room is functional and clean but not what I would call nice. However Anastasia gushes, "Erast, this room, in fact this whole place is great! Come on let's get something to eat and drink."I caution her, "Anastasia, put your tactical vest back on and make sure your sidearm is ready."She complains, "Erast. . with my mind somewhere else." Can you bring me to that guy now?" Agent 1 asked and he smiled at her when he could see how she was blushing at him. He wondered why she looked so guilty at him."Sure," she answered him and then walked out of the room. Agent 1 followed her and it seemed she was bringing him to one of the meeting rooms they often used for guests.When they reached the room, she turned around and said, "He wants to see you in private! Sir, do you want me to bring you two some coffee. That didn't stop me fromscreaming, "Go away!"Aunt Joan stepped towards me as she asked, "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"My brain pretty much stopped working about then. All I knew was someonebig was coming towards me. I swung out a fist and roared the only words Icould think of. "GO AWAY!"Aunt Joan caught my hand in mid-swing, took hold of the other one, thenspoke very softly, but in a way that reached through the rage and fearswirling around me. "Bobby, I realize you're very upset, but if you tryto.