Smith staring at him. He thought he saw something strange in her eyes, but he figured he was seeing things. She smiled at him as she turned with the...salad bowl towards the table.“You know I will be ok in here. You can go outside.” Mrs. Smith said.“No, I’m not much of a swimmer. I like it better in here. I think I will take you up on that drink. Do you want something?” Hank said.Denise looked at him and suddenly thought a drink would hit the spot.“You know, I think I will. Grab me a beer.. Of course I enjoyed it, but it left me thinking of the Carole King song. Is that all there is?”I felt like I might be the clown she had conjured up. Seriously I felt like I had been used first for information, and then as her breathing vibrator. Yes it was a shared experience, but I still felt cheap and used. I laughed at that thought. Men don’t mind being used, I reminded myself.Of course the married Eve didn’t spend the night. After she left, I fell into a deep sleep. I was truly exhausted. I. By the time I was hovering silently over the building at ten, there were a dozen gang armed gang members inside and four outside."We've got a car coming," Net relayed to us. We got a brief closeup view of a beat up Toyota Tercel pulling onto the warehouse property. It stopped long enough for one of the men to approach it. He pulled a cell phone out of a pocket."We've got an incoming call on Serna's phone," Net told us."He's here boss," Net relayed."Have him drive in," the second Net translated. Michael began to lightly run his finger tips upon the nipple not already in his mouth. She seemed to enjoy this but he sensed she wanted something different, something more from her pleading whine. Light touches became more intense, a firm hand, gripping her, a brisk rub this time and she was gasping and attempting to grind on the leg that had fallen between her own. She was slowly losing control of herself, allowing him to play her body as he found the perfect melody for them there on the.