I saw him standing at the bar, instantly recognising him from the photos he'd sent me. As I approached he turned around to watch, regarding my body wi...th cool, dark eyes whose intent I couldn't fathom. However he smiled as I arrived and I knew then he was pleased. I casually handed him the remote for the vibrating egg he'd sent up to me last week. I'd inserted it earlier that day as instructed but I had not been allowed to use the remote. I shook my head when he asked if I'd used it, and the way. " Who was I to argue, as if she gave me much of a choice? She took my hand and led me down the stairs to the toilets. She led me into the ladies and into a cubicle. She pulled me close and kissed me, it was a kiss like I had never gotten before, different. She untied my belt and pulled down my trousers. I felt her hand slide into my boxers and wrap around my bare cock. I got hard instantly in her hand as she gently stroked me. She got to her knees in front of me and pulled down my boxers. She. "Define persuasive?" the Chairman demanded."There are two of the Homeland Security people that are still alive," the General answered."Out of a contingent of nearly fifty?" the Chairman asked, shocked."Yes. I lost five men in the engagement," the General responded, "but I consider it a worthwhile exchange."There will be a shit storm over this," the Chairman told him, unhappily."Let the bastards come out here and man the perimeter and then they can bitch. I didn't need my command reduced to. I'm vaguely aware of having narrated the experience for her. Its funny, talking out loud kinda seems to come naturally with psychic experiences. Don't have to focus on it, you start blabbering all the nasty shit in your head anyway. I hand her the bottle of absinthe and she takes it from me, fingers trembling a little. The sheriff is a fine woman with her long dark hair, curly and lustrous, and her little badass motherfucker of a magnum and her leather jacket a few sizes too big and that.