I began to pull myself together, check things worked - things like arms, legs, that sort of stuff - then sat up properly. A quick check on my face rev...ealed no sign of my having been hit with a machete - though to be honest I thought I'd probably have noticed that without having to poke around in the hole - and also no sign of my nose or forehead having recently collided with the pavement. The nausea, too, had passed and the general bodywide ache was subsiding quite quickly.It was all very. What the hell did Nina Marsdale want with him? ‘I have a group in a couple of minutes at one, and then one at two, and I think that’s it. I should be through here by four at the latest. What is it?’ ‘I don’t wish to discuss it on the telephone, Eddie. Why don’t you meet me for a drink about four. How about the Carlton Hill Hotel cocktail lounge?’ The mysterious tone of her voice and the urgency she projected to him, her words surging through his consciousness, held him absolutely . We aren't a group of rookies facing a slap on the wrist here ... we could be in as much trouble here as on the planetary. He took another, more specific headcount now, noting the composition of the group in front of them. Flanking General Hunter were his two henchmen with the screens, but the four men and women surrounding them were heavily armed and armored. Preston hadn't ever been in a situation where someone might view him as an adult threat, not just a mischievous child. His hands were at. ‘Oh!’ Mary groaned as the massive tube she’d missed so much filled her. ‘Yes! Yes! Oh, yes! It…it feels so good! Oh, lover! Oh, lover!’ Matt tried to move slowly, to hold back, but his control was nearly gone. After a few strokes into Mary’s quivering sleeve, he felt his orgasm boil up inside him. ‘Uh! Uhh!’ he groaned, his hip movements becoming more urgent, ‘Mary! Mary! I’m gonna come! Oh, God! I’m coming!’ His hot eruption sent Mary spinning into a maelstrom of delirious sensations. ‘Yes!.