She had fallen asleep and didn't hear him come home last night. She got up to shower and visit her parents. She left without telling Nathan, since he ...seemed to be asleep.Nathan laid on his bed as he heard his sister leave. He had masturbated like crazy last night thinking of their kiss and how sweet it was to touch her. "Mmmm she's got such a fine little body." He said to himself as he stroked his morning wood. He could still remember the feel of her breasts over her top. Masturbating again, he. “So am I,” she told him, “but it’s what we both want isn’t it?” A knock at the door interrupted them. Noel’s heart skipped a beat as Carol went to open it. He heaved a sigh of relief as a tall black man entered the room behind her pushing a trolley with a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket on it and a silver tray containing three glasses. Carol stood at his side as the man opened the bottle and then proceeded to fill a glass. Once it was filled he handed it to Carol. He then filled a second. What these idiot lieutenants, with their splintered resources and big ambitions, failed to realize was that they were killing themselves. They were running down the goddamn streets, painting great big targets all over everything. The American public will allow a lot to go on under their noses, especially if they benefit from it in some way. They only have one stipulation in return: don’t ever, ever let them see that it’s fucking happening. They don’t mind knowing…just like they don’t mind. I grinned at the squirming girl, the salty flavor of her skin lingering on my tongue. My thumbs hooked the waistband of her panties and I slowly tugged off Aoi's underwear.“Just relax,” I said. “The search is nearly complete. You'll be fine. This is just a precaution.”“Okay,” she whispered, her breasts rising and falling. They had a lovely jiggle to them.I peeled down her panties, her thick, black bush coming into view. It was wild tangle, the midnight hairs so much darker than her pale-olive.