“Isn’t that for hot weather?” Boyd asked.“This ‘is’ hot weather, kotenok,” she replied. “Humans always set the thermostat too high.”...“I dunno, it’s kind of a revealing getup for a spy,” he muttered as she sized it up.“You of all people should be able to appreciate the value of seduction and distraction,” she purred, smiling as she watched his cheeks redden beneath his visor. “Come, help me try it on.”She took him by the hand again, guiding him along one of the aisles towards a row of changing. Jake realised that he couldn't pass up the chance to at least try to get her number, so he put down the paper and headed towards her. He walked up, asked if he could sit down (she of course said yes). He started the idle chat, and she returned it enthusiastically, when he asked her name, she looked surprised, and replied "Emma Watson". It was then that Jake knew his plan of faking idleness towards her celebrity status had worked. She must have had thousands of people come up to her a gawk, so. I turned to Ash and whispered "Uh, I don'thave any money." Ash whispered back, "I don't either."I realized that Ash and I needed to work on our whispering skills whenthe guy behind the counter said, "Don't worry about it, on onecondition." What's that?" Ashley said"We have an open mike night here tonight and me and Paul (as heindicates the other guy behind the counter) are going to jam. We wantyou two to come check ass out." Sure! I said, "I love live music! What time do we have to be. She slid her skirt and matching G-string along her long, tanned legs before finally unclipping her bra, her full breasts popping free as she took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. Being naked in front of each other was no big deal between us and within minutes most of our cloth were s**ttered across the floor and I remember the pungent smell of arousal and the wetness between my legs. Just watching her bare chest move as she breathed was ecstasy and every once in a while I could hear her lick.