His breath on my neck, his hand teasing my nipple, his thumb rubbing my sensative clit; it was all pushing me toward the edge. "Fuck, that feels so go...d baby. Don't you dare stop." I was moaning like a bitch in heat. Well, let's be honest, I WAS a bitch in heat. I was his bitch. He knew it too. He chuckled nuzzling his head into my neck. Wait a sec...I recognized that chuckle! My eyes snapped open and I whirled around, tearing his hand from my jeans. Standing there, was my math teacher, Mr.. After all, of that they sent someone in to actually talk to me, not Mr.Brick, but a rather severe looking woman.She had some goons bring in a table and chair and then set down a coffeeand cookie service. She looked at me and said,"Would you like some, Dr. Stevenson, it's quite good."I could hear the streets of Piccadilly in her accent. Not American, butworking for Americans, N.S.A. F.B.I. C.I.A.? That was when it clicked,the Central Insanity Agency.They wanted something they could inject into. More

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