" Will do."I made a circuit of the compound and eventually caught up with Carmen Sanchez as she paced off her beat."How are you holding up, Ms. Sanche...z?" I asked, after the formalities of the challenge/response had been completed."I'm not the best I've ever been, Mr. Thompson," she answered, "but I'll survive. Jorge wasn't much, but he was all I had. It's funny. Seems like we fought every time we were together, but I still miss the bastard, you know?"This was a little more than I intended to. Ryan was standing in the entryway with a grin and glint in his eye. Ryan wanted to join them to be in their world, to feel the heat they were producing. He was growing long and hard just admiring their passionate embrace. “Sorry didn’t mean to interrupt, but I do hate to miss the fun. If you two want to be alone I can find somewhere else to be,” Ryan said and slightly dropped his gaze, he hoped that they didn’t ask him to leave. Jo looked to Mike and smiled, she wanted Ryan to stay and was. Would you believe, he just sat there with a nervous look on his face. My fingers slowly fumbled to get his pants unbuttoned and then unzipped them. My curiosity had once again got me into something that I was not sure how I was going to get out of. Ben had on a pair of blue boxers, and the bulge had made them stand like a tent. On the tip of the tent was a small wet spot. I slowly took my finger and touched the tip, at the wet spot and Ben’s body jerked. The spot was wet and sticky. I wrapped. Your face was picture of feminine charm, seeming sharp and smooth, beautiful blue eyes decorated your face and golden hair that you always kept on a ponytail fell down your back. Your chest was rather large, filling a C cup nicely, you also had a perfect bubble butt that a coin could bounce on. You were proud of your body, but your armour made it so few would ever get to see it.Despite everything, however, there was a dark truth that you kept hidden from anyone. Your status and oaths would.