.. “Oh God, don’t stop now, doggy!” She gasps, putting her hand on the top of his head and trying push it down between her thighs ... He does as...he’s told, dropping down and licking her a few more times, but that’s all ... The frustration is clear on her face as she looks back to our camera and notes that, “I guess doggies are like men ... Don’t always finish the job but still worth having around, ha!”There’s a short pause as the dog stands infront of her, and she looks at him, her fingers. I've already lost one good Agent so far and I sure as hell won't lose any more because of some ignorant bastard who doesn't follow orders" he spits at you through gritted teeth."However" he continues,the violent red draining from his face as he lowers himself back into his swivel chair "I also have orders to follow and my orders,like them or not,and I really don't,are to take you in as a replacement for Krzemenski.Now,I know you're not even fit to lace that man's shoes but I can't get rid of. Several lip wrestling matches ensued throughout the night. In the end, we were making out on the floor, without even noticing the film that was playing.As the night wound down, she gave me a lift back to my place. We talked, and listened to music.When we got to my place, she parked her black 1996 Mustang in the suburban driveway, snow falling lightly over the hood of her car. As I went to leave, she leaned in for one more kiss. Naturally, tongues followed and my hands ran up and down her black. He was a little wide around the middle. “Well, look who it is. Are you here to grace my humble market stand with your presence, oh great boss?”“Wow, I don’t even know you, and I already like you. You remind me of Deacon. Just keep in mind that we really just got here, my friend.”He looked a little surprised at my response. “Names Aaron Corbett. Sorry, I know you didn’t ask for this. It’s just a little hard to not be bitter, you know? If I seem a little salty, it’s because of the way things work.