“And see if you can find a cloak or something similar to disguise this poor excuse of an officer.”Mimi nodded, then entered the bedroom and closed... the door. A moment later she reopened the door and handed me a chador, the all-enveloping garment worn by Muslim woman when outdoors.“This is the best I can do, Jacques.” She glared at Masters. “Whoever it is under that niqab is a beast and a sadist.”I swathed Masters in the chador.“There you are, Lorne. No one, other than you and me, will know who. “Ooooh. Daredevil, huh? Big comic nerd? You seen the show? Charlie Cox has the cutest ass.” She let’s loose another musical giggle that has the hair rising on the back of my neck.Somewhat more sullen than intended I say, “More like heard than seen. Same for the comics.”“How’s that work?”I wave a hand in front of my face. “Little brother thought I might like it. These are his favorite issues. That treasure collection tick everyone gets as a kid. For him, its comics. I think he’s hoping I’m more. ”“You know what I mean.”“Mh-hm, I just can’t believe it yet.”Lucy giggled again, now rolling on top of him, still in her sleeping bag. With her mouth close to his ear she whispered: “I can’t believe you came in me, so naughty.”“I swear I wanted to pull out.”“Mh, it’s not like I didn’t see it coming and let it happen. Guess we are both a little naughty, eh?”“A little?”“Okay, a little more maybe. So, it’s still dark outside. Any plans until the others wake up?”Brian’s dick was already hard again. I held my breath as Jared’s hand slid down between my thighs. Without warning, his hand slipped pass the barrier of my panties. My small flame burst into a smoldering fire as he sifted his fingers through my carefully shaved and trimmed thatch of dark, curly hair. He seemed so detached, watching the movie with, what seemed to be, his complete attention. But I knew differently. Those clever fingers of his were working on my clit, expertly rubbing and fondling it. My breath was coming in quick.