"Lillian Fox speaking how may I direct your call?" I asked."Very amusing," the voice on the phone belonged to Sylvia not Andrew. "The General you code... named Juju is staying at the Wonderland Hotel in Harlem." Good, have you been able to hack into the outgoing calls and messages?" I asked."Yes but there is no information, since General Bad Juju hasn't checked in yet," she informed me. "You want to just get the building's location in mind relative to other buildings and parking lots. In other. I looked around the room to see all of his entourage milling around, most had on the robes that the hotel provided to their guests and the new guys were wearing sweats, baggy jeans and t-shirts. A couple of the newer guys didn’t look to be older than 18 years old and were staring at me intently, as I told Devon that I had only been hired until noon and that I was leaving, since I figured that I was done for the day. “Preston gave you a lot of money to spend the night Brandy and I expect to get. He returned carrying a bowl of milk and a plate, which Anita promptly asked him to place at her feet and he did.?Now,? Anita crossed her legs, ?I want my feet washed with that milk.??Y..yes malkin.? Suresh said, bringing the plate exactly under her foot and holding it in his hand, with the milk bowl in the other. ?May I ask why, malkin???It’s a spa treatment, or maybe it’s a religious thing. I don’t remember exactly.? Anita said. ?Anyway, stop asking questions and do your job.??Yes, Anita. I wanted him, desperately. He, just so happened to be my history professor. Professor Nelson was the talk of the campus, ever since he got hired about two semesters ago and girls were envious of other girls that had his class. Awakening me was a dull throb between my legs. I was growing wetter and wetter just at the thought of his muscular body. I really wanted to know what his cock looked like, how he could use it, anything. I could feel the damp spot in my panties and clenched my legs.