Recruiters. He'll go far, he just needs some seasoning. He's with an experienced man. You sent him on the Miami capture." Cool, make sure the other gu...y stops in the office before he goes to the hotel and make sure the downstairs relief comes in too, in case it takes two of us to subdue him. Call the Bureau chief and ask him if he wants the arrest or should we just hand him over to them for the federal prosecutor. Do it yourself from your new office, okay? Let's keep this between us until we've. Sara was sent home early to clean up and prepare for her role as the official office slut. She went home in tears and she cried herself to sleep, covered in fear and humiliation; knowing that she had no other choice. She woke up with a start and looked at the clock, quickly realizing how late she was as she started scrambling getting in the shower, and cleanly shaving her pussy as she was instructed. She quickly got in a red lace pair of thong and a bra, and an extremely tight white shirt. I nodded and Pete returned to the task at hand. He emptied out some lube and poured it lightly over my asshole. With a gasp I finally felt his touch. He slowly began to massage my ass and cover it with the lube. He was applying firm pressure to my asshole, and rubbing it strongly and deeper. His other hand began to work on my labia, and soon I was grinding against his hand like the dirty girl I was. I loved being bent over for him as he got me ready for his fithy wank buddy, He stopped for a. I wasn’t exactly spoiled for choice, however. We needed time for Greagoir to complete a chamber that could safely contain the Architect, days during which the creature needed to remain restrained. I was the only one who could do it alone – and I’d already been awake for five days. I’d moved past hallucinations into a constant, dizzying sense of unreality, and I was fairly convinced my sanity was hanging by a single, spindly thread. Without sleep – and soon – I wasn’t going to be capable of.