She was baking chicken and starting to boil pasta."Hey Seth, I gotta step away to work on a report. Can you keep an eye on the pasta and drain it if I...m not back in time?" She dashed out of the kitchen and Seth got up, taking my hand and leading me into the kitchen. Standing near the pasta, Seth grabbed me around the waist, his boner poking between my legs through his sweatpants as he kissed me, lifting up my shirt. I moaned a displeased sound in his mouth, but he ignored it, pulling my bra. That would be contrary to our interests and for you, if I may be permitted a clich?, an easy way out."She decisively closed her flip terminal and pressed the tips of her fingers together. When she next spoke, I knew I was expected to give my life for my country."We're going to reinsert you."***As I drove to the 'Q' Branch facility in Oxfordshire, my mind mulled over the contents of the rest of my debrief. 'M' had informed me that I was 'dead' - standard operational procedure for field agents. It was brown and soft as silk. She was wearing a long nightgown, but it was almost translucent, and I could see what a nice figure she had. I had always thought she was lovely, and tonight she was extremely fine looking. Maybe sorrow brings out beauty I thought. She sat on my bed and then cuddled up to me. I was on my back and I put my arm around her shoulder, and she put a hand on my bare chest. I was in a quandary about what to do. I needed my job, but this was odd. I slept in my boxer shorts. He slipped his arm around her waist and slid his hand over her soft butt. She seemed to not care too much so he pulled her close and gave her a small peck on the lips.She looked into his eyes and for some reason, there seemed to be a yearning there. He kissed her again, this time pushing his tongue into her mouth. She didn’t resist so he slowly and softly started to make out with her. She seemed to really enjoy making out and her hand slid over his chest.He pulled her on top of him as they.