.. well, a good few anyway, a lot of them were simply beyond redemption and disposed of humanely.Róisín and I were trying to track down a man called...Mohamed Atta on whom we’d been given information that we believed could lead us to the Coalition mission specialist who was overseeing the operation. As we had no idea where he was or what he looked like we were trying to trace another compatriot of his called Nawaf al-Hazmi. Our problem there was tracking him down; we simply had no idea where to. It all fit perfectly. I walked down the hallway into the den, there was Anna….dressed like a man! Anna was wearing jeans, button shirt, her hair in a ponytail, and wearing work boots! I was totally blown away! Anna saw me, smiled wickedly and said mmmm mmmm mmm don’t you look just fine! Go get me a beer! I went and got two beers….this was going to be awesome! I handed Anna her beer, she took it took a long drink then saw my beer.What do you think you are doing? Girls don’t drink beer,. So I just kept running my nails all over his chest until I finally couldn’t stand it and dropped my hand across his crotch and felt his cock through his pants. He was pretty aroused. I stood up and took my clothes off and stood right in front of him while he took his pants off. He had a look of lust on his face I’d never seen from a man. I reached down and ran my nails softly up and down his cock which had him moaning immediately. He took me and made me lay down on the couch and got down on his. “I don’t think I should… my suit is wet.” I said. She opened the hall closet and retrieved a towel. As she walked by, that floral scent hit me again and I felt my penis shift slightly. She bent over at the waist and spread the towel on the sofa. The robe, which had been hanging to a few inches above her knees, rode up as she did so, showing the backs of her thighs. “There, now sit down and chat with me!” she said brightly. We sat down and she started asking me mundane questions about.