He collects his papers and begins. “What do you think of Naraphim announcing his big plans to release a machine that will not only be efficient but ...safe for the environment?”Beatrix grins. “Yes, I know of his plans to use fuel cells in his machines. And though they are environmentally friendly, they will not create jobs.”“According to the man himself, companies will save money which in turn will result in lowered prices for the customer,” Townsend informs her.“And have you met this Naraphim?”. He watched two guys get a crick in the neck attempting to stare up the skirts of the group of girls being escorted up the stairs.He shook his head in amusement. If they were smart, they’d grab the table just behind them. Jimmy had worked with the contractors who had refurbished the club during the last revamp and knew that the mirrored wall he was currently looking at had a section that was angled just right to afford the perfect upskirt view to those sitting at the table.“It’s all about the. He handled union things and was also a long-standing friend and ally to Ratched and on occasions being her body-guard.Shortly thereafter arrived Sergeant Brody in civilian clothes, the heavy-set leader of the local police union club. That also explained the location, a favourite of Ratched, a restaurant owned by Brody's older, brutish-looking brother, a former criminal. If Harper remembered it correctly, hadn't her boss bragged about her arresting the big bastard ...?Harper's phone rang and she. " Trevor chuckled throatily. "Oh, baby, believe me... the first thing I saw walking through that door was his ass, and I am totally going to fuck him. But am I right in thinking he's teasing you mercilessly?" Adam whimpered as I ran the tip of my tongue up the crevasse between his scrotum and his thigh. Trevor chuckled again. "Oh, this one knows how to do it, all right. I think I'll help him out." Trevor stood, and I heard him slowly shucking off his clothes, letting them fall to the.