Tom surprisingly asked ?But that?s a good shaver?. ?If I shave her hair and pubic hair off, it means that I can?t use the same shaver that I had used ...on a filthy gypsy on myself?, answered Jerry. Tom then nodded his head, ?Oh yeah. Good point?.Esmeralda was about o faint. They have already hurt her and now, they were going to cause her more cruelty. ?Now hold still?, Tom told Esmeralda. She shot him defiant gypsy eyes and the he grabbed her head and whispered to her ear, ?If you do that again,. "Joani had smiled and sat down beside him, placing her right hand on his inner thigh. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run some of my needle wheels - I have four different types of 'em - all over my body. After that, I want you to stand in back of me and run your strong, black hands over me while kissing my neck and shoulders. And then," Joani looked seriously and directly into his. It was somewhat dimly lit and about half-full of people at booths and tables. I took a seat on a stool, flipping my short skirt out behind me as I sat down, putting my bare rear on the leather of the seat. I hooked my heels into the rung of the stool, and let my knees fall open about a foot or so.The bartender appeared in front of me, a cute blonde, and I asked for a glass of white wine. When it arrived, I took a sip, and looked into the mirror behind the bar, using it to scan the room. I noted. I was here hunting.Six nights ago, in response to Robert's phone call, I had driven from the scene of my recent tryst with a female accountant named Sandy in Kentucky up to Washington, D.C. I had parked a few blocks away from the J. Edgar Hoover Building and walked to a little used entrance on the side of the building. I had shown my Agency credentials and finally been let in after several phone calls and a 20 minute wait. But then the Agency/Bureau feud goes all the way back to the 1940's..