"They managed to fry the positronic matrix in the mainframe," Special Agent Jim Rendel said. "And then they blew most of it up." Is that the good news... or the bad?" The bad," Agent Rendel said with a dry smirk. "The good news is that we managed to salvage around three percent of the data." That doesn't sound very good," Colonel Jerrik shot him an incredulous look."All in all, it's not," the other man conceded. "But we did learn a few things. We know for a fact that nineteen have been destroyed. His hand came in contact with my panties and he leaned over whispering “bad-girl, I told you not to wear panties” – I realized then, that he had mistaken me for someone else. I was so turned on by now that I didn’t want him to stop.My panties started to get wet also.I whispered back… “I wanted to give them to you as a souvenir.” and I quickly shimmied out of them, and then stuffed them into his jacket pocket. He was pleased. His hand found my wet vag..This wetness was unbearable it was because. ’ Before leaving she stood and offered her hand. It is so soft, my eyes are on her breasts which are not large but well formed, and more than enough runs through my mind. Her face, hmm, her face, beautiful well-formed full lips, currently coated with a very ‘kiss me’ lip gloss, her eyes are a sparkling green, then I realize I am staring, and Miss Wilmore knows I am staring! A whist full smile crosses her face. Now I feel really stupid.“I should be getting back to work. Thank you for your time. Last week was an encounter of his fantasy; and hers. Flaunting her legs at him, her sex is getting moist, not from the urge of deviant desires but the humidity of the atmosphere. Yet her urges carry her along in her seduction. A man comes over to say hi. “Hey there,” he says to her, “what are you doing here by yourself?” “Waiting for you to buy me a drink,” she reply. He feels that he’s going to be a voyeur again. She teases him by making sexual gestures and innuendoes to the guy. He is quite.