It wasn't only his strength that amazed her. His body moved fluidly. His actions were precise. He seemed able to react to her movements before she mad...e them. He hardly seemed human.He was cold also. She'd never felt that kind of cold. Not cold like ice. Not cold like stone. Cold, clammy flesh. Like nothing she'd ever felt before. She thought it reminded her of a slab of uncooked beef. Cold, lifeless, clammy flesh.He took her. He took her there. The alley. She knew it was bad then, but she had. Not in a creepy way, more like the way guys are always checking out your ass as you walk by and you’re not supposed notice. I may work in a shop but my jeans fit my frame well and my t-shirt hugs my boobs nicely. “Come in, come in. Have a seat,” he calls out as he rises from his seat, pointing to a chair that faces the desk. “Just give me a minute to finish this and I’ll be right with you. Do you want something to drink? A water or a cup of coffee?” That would be just what I needed to calm my. Right here. Right now. I need you to, to, uhh, uhhh, so good, that feels sooooo good…’ Alan had unhooked her bra and it fell to the floor between them, her nipples hard, rubbing against the fabric of his shirt. Her tongue shot into his ear and she moaned again. ‘Get undressed, young man. Now!’ As he lifted his shirt over his head he felt her opening his belt. By the time he had tossed his shirt to the corner of the room she had zipped down his fly. He unbuttoned his pants and she frantically. "The general pursed her lips while she thought of what she had been told. "It is too bad if they have perished. They may have been of use to me." She paused for a moment then spoke again, "Remain in the camp, if there is any sign that they survived, I want you to lead a search party."The elf almost ran from the tent. The will of the mask is sooo strong! Once she was safely outside of the tent, she smiled. The general was playing right into my hands. If there is any chance that they are alive, I.