Every shot or position he moved her into was better than the last. Of course each little move had to be directed by a touch, some more intimate than o...hers.One time, while he had her positioned in the stretch position, left leg up real high, he told her to hold that position because he wanted to add another bit of paint to her thigh. When he put that extra dab of paint high up on her thigh, he had his hands just inches from her sex. Lifting his paint coated finger up her leg a little, he added. He wasted no time and gently planted his lips on mine while his hand kept squeezing my ass and I responded by sliding my tongue into his and hugging him. I could feel my whole body getting hot and nipples getting erect as he was the 1st guy are kissed in my life and believe a lovely passionate kisser. Our tongues locked as we engaged in long passionate kiss (your kisses made such a lovely noise). By now both his hands squeezing my ass and with the thin dress and G-string it was like he was. The knock on his door distracted Tom from his gloomy thoughts. "Are you busy Tom?" Janet Rogers said from the doorway. Tom smiled his first real smile of the day and it was all because of Janet. "No, I'm not all that busy," Tom said. "As you can see, there isn't much to keep me busy."Janet took a seat in front of Tom's desk and said, "The chief wants to see you in his office."Janet smoothed her blouse in such a way that showed her assets off in a most fetching manner knowing that it would. After all, he had lived in virtuallyevery part of the Balkans. At some time in history, he must haveconsidered himself a Kosovar. Anyhow, America, unnerved by its lack ofsuccess in the region, had opened its doors to the Kosovars. For Luk, itwas a golden opportunity.But what now? he wondered as he stood at the curb near the taxi standoutside the terminal. Perhaps he should have stayed with the gaggle ofKosovars that had flown to America with him. But no, he knew his futurelay upon a different.