That would create a disturbance which is what I wanted. One of the assassins turned to see me heading towards their target and stepped in my way as he...pulled his weapon.I did not even slow, these were amateurs and wanted people to know who or what they were. I stuck a needle in his wrist as I shoved into him and knocked him out of the way. His scream caused everyone to freeze and turn to look. He was down and convulsing as I struck another with a needle. I stepped out of the crowd and close to. Careful not to take him too deep, I bobbed my head about twenty times, my tongue ravishing every inch it could reach. Then I stopped and nibbled tenderly on the drum-tight head."You're killing me," Thad coughed.I didn't know how it felt to a boy to have his cock sucked by a girl, but I remembered how it felt when my own slit was licked, so I didn't want to tease him too much. I wet my lips, formed a little U-shaped trough with my tongue and started moving up and down on the full length of. Then I cried. I was such a girl.Christine's dress was simple in comparison. She casually shed her skirt and shirt, followed by the plain cotton (disposable?) bra and panties. Jerome pinked as she checked her pubis for stubble. Sheila told me Christine was an exhibitionist, but I had no idea it was this bad. Jerome's wood became apparent as Christine went around the room, pretending to look for something. While I enjoyed the show, it moved me less than I would have expected. Odd.What the hell. I. ”“Right, yes. How did things go yesterday?”As Brandi sighed and began telling him the scarcest details, Mr. Foster leaned forward. This was his chance. His mental feelers were out, hovering around the edge of the teen girl’s psyche, and he could feel her emotions wavering as she focused on her story. If he delved just a little further, he’d be able to see exactly what happened, not just the outline she’d chosen to share ... but it wasn’t worth it. Hearing the details of the Protector’s lovelife.