"Okay...", she began. "I told you that we were in my bed and you accidentally penetrated me when I tried to reposition myself. I also told you I found... the sensation of your penis inside me exciting, but held back as you pumped me in your sleep. I did masturbate you with my nightgown, and later took you into my mouth...that is true...but I wasn't honest about how I eneded the story." I quietly said, "Please go on." Her voice was very soft as she said, "Later that night, I realized I had to feel. Kelly sighed as she watched the fragile creature disappear into the distance. Always before, when she felt troubled, she had been able to find peace and tranquility in the presence of such natural beauty. Today the gloom that had set upon her stubbornly refused to be lift. For the first time in her young life, she was truly afraid of what was to come. Tomorrow, she knew, could well mark the end of the lifestyle she had made for herself. Enduring two years of blackmail by a rogue detective had. You excused yourself to continue unpacking and I set to my task. By 5:30 the heat and humidity had left me drained and dripping, but the door although not 100% would swing and lock so could be finished another day. “Why don’t you come in and have a shower? You look whipped,” you asked, cold drinks for both of us in your hands. Sitting inside enjoying the a/c we have our drinks cooling off from the afternoon heat, the sweat, drying on my skin, making your offer of a shower more appealing. “I. ‘If it ever, ever came out… and knowing our Moriarty, it would… then that’d do us irreparable damage. Not to mention that I really do want to do this legitimately and by the Constitution. I want to see Moriarty stand trial, to show the world his existence and his crimes, and take down the hundreds of people working for and with him.’ The DepDirector nodded. ‘Good call.’ he said. ‘And we don’t need to fake it. You’ll be getting some stuff from me very soon that will help you execute your plan.’.