I left it at that; no need at the moment for them to know any different.But first there were things I wanted to know from others. I had opened the doo...r to send armed personnel to a foreign country to conduct a military- police type operation under contract.I fully expected Louis and President Bisset to figure out a way to do the raid themselves - or at least lower their pride a step and allow the pact countries to help carry out the raid. But I needed to have all the bases covered and my ass. Several guys made their way close to us and made comments like, “Hot woman you have there.”; “Super sexy outfit, love it”; “Great bod, shake it Babe.”The alcohol, the music, and the men had raised my sexual feelings to the boiling point. I think my nipples were constantly hard and I know my pussy was very wet, I could feel the heat and dampness between my legs.This went on for dance after dance and through our second drink. Then a guy came up close behind me. He moved so his crotch rubbed. I give her my biggest smile, run my eyes over her one last time, letting them linger on her chest before looking up at her over the top of my sunglasses.“Well I’m not sure honey. Do you know anywhere round here where I might get some?”She glances along the street, twisting her head to check both ways before leaning in closer.“Some what exactly? Are you sure you know what you’re looking for?”“Oh I’m sure alright.”My hand drops to my crotch and rubs the bulge visible through my jeans. She watches. From five and six times a week to four and then two or three and then two weeks without any and always the same answer, "I'm just not feeling well Joey." Then one night I came home from work to find a note on the kitchen table:"Joey, I love you, I really, really do, but I can't live with you any more. I'm sorry,AimeeFrantic, I called her mother, her brother, her two sisters and anyone else I could think of to se if anyone knew where she might be, but no one knew a thing. Finally I thought of.