" Don't try to kiss up. You owe me a new container of ice cream." Dana said.Setting down the spoon in the now empty bowl Diun said, "But I don't have ...any more money or a job for that matter."Writing on a piece of paper she peeled off a notepad on the counter Dana handed it to him.Looking it over Diun said, "This looks like a list of chores."Nodding Dana replied, "Yes it is, you can do it or get a job. Good luck on that without anything like a birth certificate or a social security number."His. He looked at me and laughed. "Uh-oh..looks like someone fucked up," he said. Batuco laughed. "We just goin in to fold sheets, boss," he told the guard. The guard laughed. "Yeah, ok, whatever you say," he said, unlocking the door. Batuco dragged me inside. "How long you gonna be?" the guard asked. "Bout an hour, boss," Batuco said. The guard closed the door and I heard the lock turn. My heart sank."Get you shit off," Batuco said. I began undressing, all the while babbling and begging him not to. He undressed her quickly and began devouring her with kisses all over her body. He laid her across the bed and shoved 3 fingers in her already very wet pussy. She said it hurt, go easy and he said I have to get you ready for my huge dick. You will take it and love it now relax and enjoy the pleasure of a real man with a real cock. After fingering her and licking her for about 5 minutes he said I think you are ready. With that he pulled off his clothes revealing a very hard and big black dick.. It was a front for department X (A nominal though that no-one was entirely sure represented the letter itself or a Roman numeral.) of; Her most Britannic Majesty’s Secret Service. To almost no-one though it was “the Bureau” or to give it it’s full name; “The Bureau of Extra-normal Affairs.” If you were born the seventh son of a seventh son, (Or indeed a seventh daughter of a seventh daughter.) with different coloured eyes or more than the required number of digits or became a remaining twin. .