They looked at each other for a few seconds and leaned in to kiss. The kiss got deeper and deeper. Breathing got slightly harder and harder. His hand... went up Sharmell's skirt."You're a naughty one..." she said, turned on."I should be saying the same thing to you." Oh my God. Are you seducing me, Sharmell? DAMN, this is getting juicy as hell!" I said, still with a smile."Are you going to let me finish or not?" Ok, I'll shut up," I said quickly.After class, the two went to the young assistant's. ” That got his full and unfailing attention. “During my time at Defense we were keeping tabs on the Puerto Rican Nationalists and a couple of names keep surfacing in our investigation...” I was talking to Donald Outermann, a seasoned capital investigator who was transferred to the Secret Service to head up high profile cases. He was referred to me by the Director of the Secret Service and came loaded with energy and intensity. If anyone could sniff out the Puerto Ricans before they made their. She never wanted to leave Jeremy's embrace now. The feeling of sleeping with her lover the entire night, and then waking up in his arms was the most romantic feeling she had ever experienced; she never wanted it to end. However after a few minutes, she was too uncomfortable to stay in the tent much longer. She unzipped the door, and checked to see if anyone was up and about. She then put her tennis shoes on and stepped outside.She walked over to her duffle bag, which still lay un-dealt with in. ”“If you’d waited ‘til we were inside, you could’ve had any intimacy you wanted.”“I’ll take that as an invitation.” He accepted the invitation with a long kiss but didn’t lie down beside her.“People could have seen that,” she said, pointing at his cock.“Look.” It was time to get the schedule accepted. “Tomorrow is a day of rest, right?”“Well, I’ve got things to do. Shopping, for one.”“A morning of rest, then. I’ll have to get to Harvard, too. But, if we can take the morning for us, I’d like to.