No one can trace the money, but ten years in the espionage game would teach him a few tricks, even from the outside looking in.So do we think he dirti...ed his hands or just reaped the rewards? I wondered.We think he helped to arranged a rather complicated assassination pulled off by a very, very organized group with military precision. We also think his reward was the holdings of the gang. At least those liquid enough to dispose of without leaving a trace. We are sure he did not get the drugs,. She was awesome and my slut here seemed to really enjoy it based on how hard she came and the noises she made. You seemed like you were having fun out there too, huh?” A deep voice: “Ha! Yea I sure was. It’s getting crazy out there. Damn, she looks so good and hot and ready like that.” You feel your nipples tightening, your lips part and a corner of your mouth slightly rise, and a small twinge in your twat at the compliment. “Doesn’t she though? Why don’t you cop a feel? I’m sure. ..I'm gorgeous" I finally said. I was amazed. I'd known that Leslie had a great figure, but this was the first time that I'd seen her this undressed. Her body was trim and looked very fit. Her.....my breasts looked even bigger than I'd expected. "Wow" I said again. Fighting a strong temptation to pose in front of the mirror, I turned away and started to put on the jogging suit. After I'd slipped on the socks and tennis shoes I'd found in the closet, I jumped up and down a few times. We boarded the bus and left to Mysore. She never spoke a single word with me until we were out of Bangalore.She relaxed and started to talk. I was staring at her boobs through her niqab on the bus and she too noticed it and teased me by folding her hands below them. It was a 2.5-hour journey from Bangalore to Mysore and we reached the hotel in Mysore by 12 pm. We went inside the room and sat on the bed.During the entire journey, I always wanted to lift her veil which covered the face and see.