All those other ditzy girls were schmoozing the VP's when it was guys like Pete who could really help. He could demystify all the stupid jargon and te...chnical terms and help her really understand the equipment. That way her copy would really stand out. That was how you got ahead. Of course he probably wouldn't offer to help her out of the goodness of his heart so she would have to make it worth his while. Starting tonight."Pete? Is that you?" she said putting her hand to his shoulder to get his. "That was it. I'd officially stepped in it then. Resada was mortified that he had not thought to warn me."I assumed you were a Guild member." He said.Captain Duvoro said the same thing. Everyone, outside of the six of us, had assumed I was in the Guild. It was illegal to challenge a member of the Wizard's Guild to a duel. If you were not in the Guild, however, you were fair game.We didn't go sightseeing that day at all. Instead, I spent the night wondering about Wizard's duels and exchanging. He rarely took risks, but the dour look on his face made it clear that was precisely what he thought Wolfgang was. That wasn't too surprising. The Matchmaker's real business was dealing in contacts and selling information. He knew everyone and arranging introductions made him more than a modest living. In the clandestine world of German crime, The Matchmaker was the one man everyone trusted, if only because everyone needs help once in awhile."Here," Wolfgang said, dropping a small roll of Euros. "Tonightthe fantasy we have been talking about." Which fantasy? She had almost asked but bit her tongue.They had been indulging in a non-stop fantasy parade andhonestly she could not think which one might be on his mind.Had he gotten another couple for a foursome? Was he goingto tie her up and take her hard all night? Was he going to webcamtheir sex for the world to see? Was he going to slide thatthick, silky-skinned cock deep into her ass? She stopped caring. She knew, she knew it was going to.