I waited until one of Amy Crossman’s weekend masseur ladies was free for a turn on the massage table.Tomorrow I was going to spend time on the mats ...and those type of exercises and then probably need the same treatment again; no pain no gain. And I was in pain. The other girls had finished their workout and had gone back to the house.On the way back through the basement I stopped into Robert’s office once more and put all the paperwork that was in my file into an envelope. Robert was still. His team of specialists all sat silently, introspectively; perhaps thinking about the mission, family, whatever. They'd checked the equipment a dozen times, including their brand new PPSh machine guns. They all looked like villains, Rhykov thought, rather than an elite 'forward reconnaissance group.''Such a deceptive name, ' he thought, 'sounding like a group tasked with counting German vehicles from some hill near the front line.' But Blitzkrieg meant that the front line was confused, with. We got dressed, me not bothering with my bra; and went back to driving around again. After a little while I started to get that feeling, making my pussy getting wet again! Without looking at him I just undid my zipper and took down my shorts and thong and let them drop into the floor. I started fingering myself and took my left hand and reached over and grabbed his crotch. It was going really well until, and this is a pretty big UNTIL. I hear a siren and we were like OH SHIT, he is getting. He came in and we sat and talked a while. I told him about my friendship with Farrah and Kelly. I was nervous because I wanted him to meet them but they were better for him than I was. I knew his mother would not approve of me, but either of the other girls would be perfect in her eyes. ‘Come here,’ Ross whispered to me and I climbed onto his lap. He held me to his chest. I loved listening to his heartbeat. ‘Why are you so worried about my Mom? She has nothing to do with us.’ Ross assured me. I.