He had already returned, bottle in hand and had been watching her swaying in the warm and gentle breeze. He gazed into her eyes and she could tell tha... he was intent on helping her eyes' shimmer transpose into a glint. She opened her mouth slightly and gently pressed her teeth into her tongue, barely wetting her smiling lips. "I hope you intend to apply it thoroughly," she smiled, "I want to have an even tan. Also, you should be liberal with it, so that it deeply penetrates my skin." He admired. "He seemed momentarily taken aback that I knew he was not who he pretended to be. He was sure clueless that his disguise fooled nobody, "Fine, let me lay it out for you. You are blocking an agent in the line of his duties, this is a serious charge and I have complete authority."I stared at him resolute that he wasn't going to get away with this. He went back to his briefcase and pulled out some kind of scanner and began recording data including fingerprints and even taking a blood sample."Get. But this time, instead of daydreaming about video games or a girl from Southeast, I found myself looking at her a lot more. She was, even in this disheveled and upset state, gorgeous. She was wearing relatively tight clothing that showed off her ass when I could see it, and really accentuated her huge breasts. Her amazing hair was... Well, still amazing. She suddenly took it out of its ponytail and brushed it to one side, which for whatever reason drove me crazy. I wanted to grab her right. It’s not really the parents fault - they teach the way they themselves learned and don’t know how to help their daughters be better than them - that’s just how common folk do it when there’s no reason not to.The Brown Household“What the hell is this, Sarah?” Bill asked, looking at the opened email on the coffee table screen, bearing the seal of the WCG.“I couldn’t figure it out. That’s why I left it for you,” she shouted from the kitchen.Bill tilted the screen and began to read. He wasn’t too.