“I also got a pepper spray.” She grinned pointing to her handbag. “But let me tell you, the only place I almost had to use it wasn’t with guys...from the hotel, but the junkies on the number 18 night bus, going home.” A disgusted grimace spread on her face at the memory, but somehow she still managed to look strangely attractive with an expression distorted by outrage. Maddie wondered whether it was the alcohol that made her fall for Lia’s peculiar details. “That’s why I need to move closer,” Lia. “He’s from the HRT section and was one of our best undercover people for the first 5 years he was in the bureau. You might know him, he came from Delta directly to the agency, Roderick McFadden.”“He was an E7 from 1st Ranger battalion. He came to my squadron right before I changed out command. He’s good with reconnaissance and blends in anywhere to the point that you never even know he’s there. What did he do when he was undercover?” Mike asked him.“Roderick was a courier that smuggled anything. The one for hair washing is satisfactory as it is, so we have noted the ... formla? ... for that.”“Formula, is the word. I am pleased at such preliminary success, Numa; say ‘well done’ to all our soap workers.”“The other matter I have to report on is the foot coverings. We have tested out several ways of making these, and several of the girls are wearing them to see how durable they are. We don’t want to spend a lot of time making them, if they are going to fall apart in a day or two. The ones. So, I really shouldn’t be saying half of the things I do. I just can’t seem to help myself though.I never stopped thinking about you, I always used to have the fleeting thought or the odd dream about you. Waking up in a sweat with a very distinct throb between my legs, I would wait until my girlfriend left the room. My hand would trail down to my pussy, sliding through the wetness circling my clit whilst I thought about you. Sometimes I would be able to finish, other times I would get.