” She got into her purse and took out her cell phone.”“Dammit!” I said to myself, how stupid can I get. I had gotten sloppy since I had left t...he FBI some years ago. I had worked there for many years as a field agent. I know that cell phones can be tracked. I should have told Heather to leave her phone in her car before we left. I turned to Heather and I said to her; “Is your cell phone bugged too?”“Not that I know of.”“Show me that picture.”She opened up her pictures on her phone, she then. Then she decided to have a turn herself and gently pulled me up her body until my tits were above her face and started to work on my nipple, she licked, bit, sucked until I couldn’t take anymore and decided to move it up (or technically down) to the next level. I got off the bed and told Jenna to sit up on the edge.I kneeled in front of her and unbuttoned her jeans, and then I slowly pulled them down, relishing the moment. And there it was, her pussy, although she was still wearing her knickers. She couldn't believe her eyes! It was really him! Wow! They chatted every now and then, commenting on one anothers statuses or pictures and even exchanged cell phone numbers to text. The texting turned into long late night phone calls, lasting until the wee hours of the morn. The conversations were just like old times. Catching up on each others lives and how different the cities they lived in was. Ryan had moved away up north, while she was still here in Florida. Both of them were in the. . this," she said, looking at herbody.Shallam had to hide his smile. "Quite an unfortunate event for a famousdaught... I mean son of Sparda. I assume you want me to change youback?" Yes!" she said bit louder than before."Well, I have to say that it's not the first time I have to deal withsuch a curse. It's not very hard to remove it... but the problem is togather everything that's needed to do so."Dante rose from her chair. "Leave it to me, Shallam. I have experiencewith that. Just tell me what.