No doubt you’ve already noticed that General Rikke has a staff that actually implements her plans. Well, you have a good core of people that already... follow you. You simply have to...”“Not kill you where you stand for overstepping your own authority?”“I honestly figured it was a simple oversight on your part. The Psijic truly have no idea if the Bosmer made Altmer would be able to figure out something with ... Gelebor regarding the Falmer. And that was when we still had our powers. For some. My secretary, or as she demands to be called Office Manager, decided on my new job title. More about Viv later. I’m forty-five years old, divorced with no children. I train at my Cousin Lou’s boxing club four times a week. In my line of work it pays to stay in shape. Bad guys don’t always cooperate; sometimes they need a little convincing to play nice. Nothing like a few loose teeth in their heads to make them more cooperative. For ten years I was a police detective in the Little Italy. (Only later did I learn that my whore of a mom heard my cries but deliberately ignored them, as she had found a young stud to dominate her, and decided to leave me defenseless before my father.)Funny thing is, I grew to LIKE being defenseless after those first few violations of my soft, supple young body. I would actually choose which garments to wear for bedtime, deliberately selecting those most likely to arouse Dad, as I had begun to climax under the steady, unyielding authority of his big,. I collapsed on top of her as I regained my breath. As I pulled up I looked down on Sally, her eyes wide open and the biggest grin I had ever seen, “OMG” she said, that was awesome” She said gleaming. “Look at the mess” she said and I reached down to lick up all the excess cum from her belly, her fingers wiping her chin and then she put her fingers in her mouth tasting the salty liquid. “Mmm, that tastes good” she said.We made ourselves decent and she looked at her skirt in horror, white cum on.