<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">She squeaked when he picked her up -- a delicate feminine sound that she would deny at fucking gunpoint if anyone but Gabriel ever accused her of making it.  "Agent Sullivan also has a nice ass," she said, given that she was now draped in a position to admire it intimately.  "Just so you know."  She patted said derriere fondly then -- because she was hanging upside and she'd blame it on blood rushing to her head -- pinched it.  "Mine."</span></span>