There were four cars, presumably carrying five cops in each car, so this was a chance for the rebels to do some real damage. Atlas called for Group A ...to join them, and they would make a party out of it!Group B was already engaged before Group A showed up, but there was still plenty to shoot at. Two trucks of armed NG infantry also showed up, so they were facing more than some inadequately armed cops. The NG officer ordered the cops to fall back, an order which was gratefully followed. The NG. ‘Whip me,’ I demanded. ‘No.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘Because I agreed not to mark you. And there is no way I can guarantee to keep that promise once I start.’ ‘I don’t care.’ ‘But the conditions you insisted on are that Winston and the people at Broadthroup not know.’ ‘You know as well as I do that your hold on me doesn’t have anything to do with Broadthroup any more, and hasn’t for a long time. I want you to beat me. Harder than you did them. Harder than you have ever beaten anyone. They belong to you. My jaw dropped! She looked drop dead gorgeous! And her outfit was more risque than normal. She was wearing a top she had brought a couple of months ago, but so far hadn't worn, because after buying it, she went a little shy. She obviously had more courage tonight! The top in question was a black backless halterneck top. When I say backless, there was just a thin piece of material holding the front together d****d across her lower back. Her full back was on show. And that wasn't all that was on. Looking up at her, David still had his tongue in her belly button, a grin on his face.'What the hell! Why did you lick my belly button, you weirdo!'David burst into laughter, releasing her hands and rolling onto his back. Sammi grabbed the hem of her tank top, rubbing at her wet belly button. 'You're such a jerk. I thought you were going to, 'y'know, go down - there and give me a, - well y'know, and instead you licked my belly button.' David was still laughing as she looked over at him. 'I.