" I told heras I kissed her softly on the lips.She responded tenderly to my kiss and then told me, "I want you ready fornext Friday night so get your ...nema and shaving taken care of before youget here. Also, I want you to think about permanent hair removal withlasers. A lot of guys are doing that now." I've heard about it. Is it expensive?" Somewhat, I understand, but when you balance it against never having toshave again, how it feels and how sexy it will make you look I believeit's worth it.". "I love you two," I said more seriously."I'm not sure that you just don't realize you better keep us somewhat happy. That isn't love honey." Kurt said.We were busy looking around the streets trying to gain any leg up we could. The neighborhood with the consulate was quiet and beautiful. Once we got inside the walls we took a good look around. A CIA contractor named Reynolds showed us around."When we got here they thought that outer wall would keep the bad guys out. I have no idea what color the. “Oh Patches, don’t cry. I’m OK. I was in no danger with you here.” “Patches,” talk about dredging up old memories. I hadn’t called Sandra that in years. She used to have an old-fashioned apron made like a patchwork quilt. It was another of those enigmatic gifts from Aunt Patty. Sandra had loved it and had worn it to death. Our Dad had taken one look and said, “My God! You’re covered with patches.” The name stuck. For as long as the apron lasted so did the name. I had called her that long after. “Dumb girl! You don’t know recce? It is where some professional filmmakers come to check out the location to see which beautiful parts the film can be shot in.”“Oh, okay,” I said while putting on my frock as my aunt was about to return any moment then.“Why don’t you show them these films we shot today? You can speak English, that’s an additional advantage for you. If you manage to convince him, then he might pick you over ‘that bitch’.”“Yes,” I cheered. This was my opportunity.“I will fuck him.