His face is an expressionless façade. With a deep breath he begins... “I have sat in long silence in my office. I have sat in long debate with my c...binet. These terrorist activities have not only affected me and my family, but the entire nation; possibly even the entire world with all its nations. The kidnapping of a child, whether it is mine or any citizens’ of this country, affects us all. It shows that we have failed somewhere. What’s worse is when a group of terrorists are the ones. 'Now lean in, and put your tongue there,' she told him, pointing to Kelly's erect bright red clit. 'But don't stop moving those fingers,' she warned. The boy did exactly as he was told, and she watched him lean down and place his tongue on her clit, then he waited for further instructions. 'Now pretend it's a really hot, really wet...ice-cream cone,' Kris said. The boy started licking, first forming his tongue into a point and rubbing her clit, then letting it slide down into her thick, wet. "You complicate things, being here, he murmured huskily. It's a mistake because I look at you and want to do things to you." "Do things to me? Things like what?" In that split fraction of a second, she knew exactly what; then his mouth covered hers and his hand moved from her wrist to the nape of her neck, so that he could lock her against him, to hold her tight while his tongue did its devastating work, eliciting a shuddering response as she responded in kind...... It took willpower to pull. It was a remote kind of area, with not too many people around, but enough people to let me know that there were people there.I was relaxing under an umbrella shoved into the sand in a beach chair. I was lying there reading a book. It was a Saturday, and I was going to lie out by the beach and relax, have a couple of cold ones, and then go home after a pleasant day of reading and relaxation.I had only been there a few minutes when a man came up and sat close to me. By close to me, I mean, he was.