"Try again." Once more, the alarm sounded. The guard held an open hand toward Susan. "I'm afraid you'll have to come with me." Susan stepped toward t...e guard, and the sentinel's hand closed upon Susan's bicep. "Where are we going?" Susan asked. "Come with me," the guard answered. She led Susan to a small, well lit room, containing only a few wall lockers, a small table, and two straight-backed chair, closing the door behind them. She regarded Susan impassively as she advised her, "I'm. .. even if they never saw him. Dennis had seen him, and knew him as "Bob" but that was all. Then there was Charlie. Charlie was this great, big, muscular black guy who was Angelina's bodyguard. It was hilarious, because he was tough as nails, and would happily take a bullet for the baby ... but he wouldn't hold her for any reason. I asked him to hold her while I did something one time, and he flat refused. He said "I don't hold babies." and that was that. I teased him about it mercilessly. He'd. I shaved two days ago, but this is what you want, so this is what I do. I take a brand-new razor and begin to pull the steel across my silky-soft pussy, carefully pinching and pulling aside my clit and lips. It feels so good, and I take care to do a good job for you. Once done, I run my fingers up and down every little fold and crease to be sure. I'd rather you checked me with your tongue, but you're not here. I begin to rhythmically rub my clit with one hand, whilst fucking myself with the. I glanced up from my book occasionally but I didn't see when someone approached me. "Hey, mind if I sit there?" I looked up to see a totally gorgeous man looking down at me. He had dark brown hair, brilliantly white teeth and some sun glasses covering his eyes. My eyes traveled further down, checking out his six pack and finally, the bulge in this pants. Was he hard already? My outfit must be working. I then realized he was waiting for me to answer. "Oh, yeah, go ahead." I said, moving my bag.