Potentially this was the most difficult part of his mission. He had a name — Irena Lanz — of someone that might or might not be in the country. Th...at was about all he had to go on in a city he didn't know; in a country whose language he didn't understand. The one consolation was that the place was a hot bed of refugees and the intelligence services of the Allies and the Wehrmacht. Deception, evasion, and desperation were the currency of many of those that had come to the city in the last few. Her large nipples were full and swollen and she was already very, very wet. As she was kneeling in front of me, I leaned forward and grabbed a handful of her shoulder length blonde hair and kissed her roughly and invasively, driving my toungue into her mouth. She sighed and accepted my invasion warmly. I reached out and pinched a nipple roughly and she moaned into my mouth. I broke the kiss and reached for my bag of tricks. I extracted a pair of lined, leather cuffs and proceded to fasten them. I moved around him and ignored Teresa as she gasped in the corner. I knelt beside the man raping Gloria and grabbed his hair and yanked it back as I shoved the sonic knife under his ear and into his brain. I yanked him off and started stripping him before moving to the other man. I looked at the girls, "come with me and stay silent."I went out to where master Roger was looking around fearfully and draped the two belts over his head. I pulled him after me with the two girls following and checked. He gave me a book on how to get over a divorce. It was written by a woman. I thanked him for that and threw it out as soon as I got home. Second he talked all about Jesus and forgiveness. He kept saying I’d forgive in time. He even suggested Susan and I might reconcile someday. I thought about that and surmised, not in this lifetime. The third thing though made sense; he reminded me Jesus suffered and died on the cross and went to Hell, but on the third day he rose again. He said if Jesus could.