The plan was to get to the airport by about 0930 in full DEA regalia, look around, accidentally-on-purpose wind up near the arriving flight from Des M...oines and try to foil the dastardly plot of the Mexicans, all the time keeping an eye out for the 5225 team. If we could find out where or what the kidnappers planned for the second girl, we'd go and help her, too.Nobody had an idea who the second San Diego girl would be. We knew that they were after a Mexican girl (that was Maria, in Phoenix), a. All the time my heart wanted to touch while driving. Its was huge apartment . She offered me some drinks but I told i dont drink. On the way to her apartment I bought her some jasmine flowers. I asked her to turn around i kept the jasmine flower in her head. she started to cry. i asked her y she replied her husband never bought her flowers she was so happy . i told her dont worry i will fulfill all your needs today.Then i asked her to take a bath. in the meanwhile i cooked pepper mint chicken. I was expecting them both to havemasturbated during that time, but was pleased that they had done nothingto cheapen the experience for me. Nevertheless, I could not help butfeel a pang of responsibility for their plight, even if I didn'tcompletely approve of their watching us like a stage show. It was amixture of responsibility and desire and natural abhorrence that had mein its grips, the fading lusciousness of the female bonding fadingslightly. I felt like I was even starting to think like. "Of course I still like you" I said then kissed him. "I want to do this everyday if you want to." I kissed him again. "What do you think about that?" I asked. He smiled and started making out with me again. We slowly lowered ourselves still making out. He was on top of me, I couldn't really rub his dick any more but he kept rubbing mine. I could tell he was trying to unbutton my jeans but he was having a hard time doing it with one hand while making out with me. He stopped and laughed and was.