Matt gets in Omahaat 2:00 am late Friday night, right?”“Yeah, and I can’t wait!” He pictured her dancing thejig. She didn̵...7;t say anything for a minute or two. “Greg?Can I ask you something?”“Sure Nichole. Fire away.”“What do you think of the Dancer stories?”He was taken aback. He looked guiltily at his flaccidprick wondering if she knew what he’d been doing.“They’re fantastic.”Nicole’s voice grew. " That's two weeks too long. We intercepted a phone call and heard one of the members say, 'Let's get naked.' If that's not a battle cry, I don't know what is."And that's when an idea hit me. "What if we just send a young, sexy civilian female to the book club?"The department head looked at me for a while as if he were considering it before answering, "Can't do it. We're top secret, remember?" Then after a short pause, said, "Unless, we use the shrink ... "He didn't need to say anymore. We both. ”“You’ve really never sucked someone off and then decided that they didn’t deserve to finish in your mouth?”“Luke, you’re not getting it. It’s not about what they want, it’s about what I want. Speaking of which...” She eyed his absurdly tented trunks; he’d expanded to full length as she talked. “I don’t suppose you’d like to garnish my breakfast, would you?”“Seriously?”“What part of my little confession was unclear? Drop ‘em.” A bit stunned, he lowered his swimsuit. She practically salivated at. "Estne mortuus?"Is he dead?"Non credo."I don't think so.Matrilla and Miryam both poked at Picard with their fingers trying to get a reaction. Matrilla was the older of the two; a corpulent matron with a belly so pendulous that her dirty blue stola was "decincta" unbelted as if she were pregnant. Miryam, in sharp contrast, was a lovely young woman with dark Mediterranean coloring. Her brown eyes gleamed with fire and a wisdom far beyond her years. She also was the most popular whore in.