Cousin." Is that so? Would have thought you were Coleman's cousin. The redhair and green eyes and all." He got back on track. "Like I said. Iasked the... same question. And none of it makes sense. And to just tocrank up the fucking strange one more notch, the owner didn't look anyhappier about than any of us. Unhappy, in fact, if you asked me. Butinsistent. Very insistent."Justyna launched into another tirade in Polish, but Wiktor held up ahand to her, just sighed and said, "We have no choice, my. Work on Solar One was progressing, but had fallen further behind schedule.Slapping the laptop screen closed, I walked to the lounge downstairs, and found a Shin Bet guard standing in the middle of the room. “I’m going for a run.”“Bos.” Somehow the term had crept from Yakob to everyone in the security detail. “I’m not sure that -”“I’ve been in this house for seven weeks. I can run a slow kilometer on the treadmill. It’s time for me to get outside.”The guard nodded, raising his wrist to his mouth. They seem to betray me at the worst times. I debated on panties and eventually decided to put on a thong. I could always take it off later, I reasoned, not really sure what would happen as the evening progressed.It was fun. Everyone was in a party mood and things got progressively risqué as the evening wore on. And yes, while the sybian wasn’t lit up and glorified, it was present and I knew exactly what it was and what it was used for. In other words, it was impossible to ignore.The shoes were. " She begged again, hoping he'd give in. "I think we need to teach you some manners" he said still circling her clit, considering what to do next. He brushed upwards using her own wetness as lube, making her a conspirator in her own torment before slowly standing and walking over to the chest of drawers, on top of which he had laid his tools. "I wonder which will stay in your mind the longest...we wouldn't want you forgetting your manners now would we?" He looked back briefly at his toy all.