POST have had their eye on the Junction for decades as a good 'earner' for their consortium. They are thick with USW Colonial and Commonwealth Office ...and they're both as crooked as you will find anywhere." So why do you want me, Aggy? This is above my rank grade." My thoughts are still forming up, Slow. Stay with me for a while longer. What's Polack up to? He put in a request for a Recon Drone ten or so days ago plus a fifty cm graser. Is he still trying to tune energy weapons to hulls?". Now that this nasty business it over with, we need to continue with our plans. Go see Festus, he has the information you need.”I yawned, but still sought out Festus. His gravelly voice was more crotchety than usual. “Ah, there you are. Your new target is courtesy of the late Gaius Maro. You’ve no doubt heard of the Gourmet, the new chef that’s taking the culinary world by storm. He was invited months ago to be here when the Emperor came to visit Skyrim to cook for him. With the last minute. Her mind reels — this was not what she expected, and as if in a trance she complies, spreading her knees open for HIS pleasure her cunt throbbing with desire, trying to control her body’s shaking, barely daring to breathe. He traces his fingertips inside her soft thighs slowly, tantalizing her. She shuts her eyes, embarrassed by her wetness, her seeping desire displayed for him. Knowing he’s watching her every reaction carefully, that it’s useless to resist her hunger, she gives in to her awful. Mya would not give him that satisfaction, though her face showed pain, and her muscles twitched involuntarily at every jolt. So, leaning up to the box he just added more power. This time she was unable to resist, her scream rang round the flat, disturbing the doves on the roof and as the pain intensified, startling the peafowl a hundred yards away on the lawn. Alex laughed, said, “enjoy” and went off to eat his tea, leaving her to scream and twitch, tears running black from her make up. His tea.