"I did no such thing," Loretta denied what he said. "I merely asked if he wanted a woman for a long term relationship. It would be nice for me to look...after a man. To make sure he eats his veggies to keep him healthy." Being good in the sack has nothing to do with it?" PD arched her brow."What about you two?" Loretta changed the subject. "What have you been doing while we were busy the other night and all day yesterday?" We just slept," PD answered."A likely story," Loretta said."It's the. Honest," Ron Dawson promised me.Not knowing exactly what to say, I hung up. Then I called back and properly prepared, left a short message telling Ron that his dog was at my house, sitting on the back stoop. Only when I hung up the phone and turned around, Loopy was not sitting on the stoop, but standing inside the back door, panting happily."You must be kidding me," I said again. "Get out of here, Loopy. Shoo." But Loopy was going nowhere. He dropped onto his rear haunches and continued to. The graphic events of the night before came rushing back to her as she lay safely in his powerful arms, he really wasn’t kidding when he said the fuck of her young life. Here though, quietly laying with his strong arms protectively, perhaps possessively wrapped around her, she felt protected, safe for the first time in a long time. Sighing contentedly as she listened to him breathe, his heat keeping her thin body warm she suddenly wonders what his name is, realizing they never did exchange. The sensation of the male liquids released on her skin and the sticky feel of the stuff to her fingers only made her desperate for a repeat performance.She had become attracted to the field of interrogation when she had been put through a course in "Resistance to Interrogation" at the Army reserve training program at her university. Lily remembered in great detail how she had squirmed and pleaded for mercy on top of the table as the instructors introduced her to the sure-fire results of.