You were the one who volunteered to keep him and his family safe. Glen, Jon Morgan is an Interpol agent as well as a Marshal. He also is an assistant ...irector for Interpol. Glen, he spent seven years plus in the French Foreign Legion as a Sergeant and has fought all over Africa and Algiers. He holds France's highest medal which is equivalent to our Medal of Honor. Glen, he is considered one of the best France ever had, and the Presidents, theirs and ours, have nothing but the highest regard for. This was my modus operandi, after all, which is exactly why I was certain that he wouldn't come in asking why I was snooping. It was well within my normal behavioral patterns. He had once told me about how his studies in psychology allowed him to see things in people's actions that could give someone a clue to what they were thinking or up to. So, he explained that he noticed that whenever I needed to talk with him about something bothering me, that I would go through this almost ritualistic. I had been messing around with it when I get home from college but I didn’t think I was going to use it this soon. After dancing a for a few minutes I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it down. Next I slowly lifted my skirt up where the slit was. He was hard again and I want to take that beautiful dick into my mouth again but I controlled myself. I pulled my skirt all the way off. Now I was just in my bra and panties. I untied him, moved the chair to the front room and retied him. This. I moved off her and laid next to her. "Maybe we should talk about it first?" Susan said in a cool tone.We decided to clear the air over the next ninety minutes. We shared our sexual pasts with each other. I was sure Susan would of requested for me to wear a condom but she didn't.... especially since she wasn't on any birth control. Susan seemed to know her body and it was highly unlikely, according to Susan, that she wouldn't get pregnant. To be on the safe side, I told her I could pull out at.