Suck. Slowly, gently, a thick soup begins to rise up the pipe. On the other side of the head, thick wet gasps and gurgles escape the female's lips, al...l pouted and glossed with froth. The Master sucks, and sucks through the pipe, the meat rises slowly out of the female's head like a thick milkshake made of thoughts and personality. The pipe makes thick wet squeaks and squidges as it performs its' beautiful work, the little female gurgles, her eyes begin to roll into her head, the froth thickens. "Steve gave Janet and Cindy a quick nod as he passed them on the way to the office door, Cindy couldn't help but notice that he had the same look of pity on his face as he glanced back at them before walking through the door."That's interesting," Cindy said as she stared at the closed door. She glanced at the secretary and noticed that she was on the phone and not paying attention to her or Janet so she slid off her chair and put her ear against the door to the principle's office. She couldn't. "Potts's descripion of Governor was right, thought Griffiths. This was a man who applied rules strictly and fairly according to his lights, but had little idea of flexibilty. Sensing that the diplomat's presence was not helping, he asked Potts to leave and pick him up later. The Governor offered him the hospitality of his house and Potts promised to be back in exactly two days. When they were alone, Menendes visibly relaxed."I am sure this must be very painful for you, Mr Grifiths and I. The invaders were trying to force their way in. The loud sounds stirred the infant into a fit. Thankfully, Senka’s chamber walls were enchanted so nothing from the inside of her chamber could be heard. If the invaders knew they were in there, their efforts would double. Walking briskly to the far wall, Senka counted the tapestries. The last one, with a scene from the marriage of the second ruler, king Sain, was it. Behind it, a stone with a circle engraved into it stared back at her. Senka.