Jim factiously asked if that hurt, and dropped to his knees and gently tongued her swollen clit. Soon she again was nearing climax, and wanted to cum ...esperately. Pleading with Jim to finish her off, Janice withered in ecstasy. Her pleasure soon turned to frustration as Jim took his mouth from her cunt and stood up and spit on her face.Valerie then dragged in two large blocks of ice from the van, and Janice could only wonder just what they were for. She soon found out. On top of the ice blocks. One of the CIA men I had seen at the gym was pushing in a cart with a flat screen. All the intelligence agencies reported to Art; CIA, NSA and in some fashion FBI and DHS“With the exception of Ambassador Jones, turn off all cell phones, all computers, put away the pads and pens, and all recording devices and put them on the cart; all aides and assistants are to leave. Sergeant at arms, please place the cart in the storage room and after our guests enter, all doors are to be locked and guarded. +By the by, I met Dr. Asimov one day in Grand Central Station in New York City, many years after whence this narration chronicles. I was going in as he was coming out, obviously on his way to some event, escorted by a young lady aiding him to a limo, waiting perhaps to whisk him off to give a lecture somewhere. I recognized him from photos, his distinctive mutton-chop sideburns stood out like a flag to this fan. "Dr. Asimov!" said I turning to the famous writer, I doubled back to shake his. .. I was wrong.One of the perks of working in the travel industry is travelling. I, however, hadn't been in the job long enough to be selected for this particular trip. Jason had been selected on this occasion with a promise from Daniel that I would be considered for the next trip away. I wasn't fussed by it and I was actually happy to be left alone in the office with Daniel for a full six days.The short skirt was intentional. Daniel had rules about the length of skirts I wore, nothing too high.