" I will do as you wish. Allow me to view the area so that I may make my plans." This too I will grant you."Something sounded odd here and I said, "Do...s Caputo seek to lure me someplace else instead?" You are quite perceptive. There are many places that are better suited to capturing you. I believe that none of them will be where the hostages are."So Caputo wanted me alive. That would limit him to what tactics he could employ. Caputo or one of his men would have to lure me away or simply tell. It was February of my sophomore year of college. I had this girlfriend- let's be real, fuck buddy, who was an absolute nymphomaniac. This girl loved sex, as much as I would give her. Every guy's dream, right? Definitely helped that we were both in our "wild, rebellious college phase." She was absolutely smoking hot: 5' 2", tight, 98 lb body, 30B tits, curly brown hair, bright blue eyes, freckles, and an oh-so-wonderful tongue ring. I wasn't as hot as she was, but wasn't bad. I was 6', 170 lbs,. I was standing behind her and I was tall enough to touch the glass. I knocked it over making her top and pants wet. She looked at me angrily and I apologized to her. She sent me out of the room. I sat on her couch and started smelling n licking her dirty panties. She yelled from inside that she was shy to come out and I convinced her saying that we were friends and she doesn’t have to be shy. I then put her panties in my pocket and turned towards her door, she opened it and came out. She was. "So will that," I murmured back to him."What?" he asked."Whispering in my ear like that. The only thing that starts my motor faster is kisses on my neck," I told him.Larry was a good kisser. I found that out as he planted about a million of little puckers along the left side of my neck."You've got to stop that," I told him, crossing my legs at the ankles and squeezing my thighs in an effort to control the warm feeling spreading in my pussy."Now that I know where the magic switch is," he mumbled.