““he burly Irishman, however, who frisked Rachel did so with more enjoyment than he should have. He slid his hands up the backs of her legs slowly starting at her ankles and enjoying every inch of flesh which could not have contained either weapon or wire before slipping his hands up under her skirt and taking a firm grasp of her ass over her sexy knickers. He then slid his hands around to the front, brushing across the front of her underwear, and then smoothly ran his hands back down the front of her legs as he crouched behind her. Then rising to his feet and ordering her to turn around until she faced him, he slid his fingers under the collar of her jacket and up onto her neck, feeling her olive skin in his rough fingertips, before sliding his hands behind her ears and into her hair.””
