“You’re releasing her?! We went to all this trouble-” “And you will be paid for it, Captain. Bring her to the mirror, I have questions for her before I come aboard.” I walked away from the mirror and down the steps to Glendian’s study. I didn’t bother knocking on his door, but just burst right in. “Glendian!” I yelled to the sleeping headmaster, “Wake up, I need you.” “What the fuck do you need now, Leveria?!” He growled. “Hypnosis potion.” “Top shelf, far right. God knows what you need it for.” “Killing my sister.” “Of course.” He groaned. “I’ll need you to open the portal for me, Glendian.” “Where the hell do you need to go at this time of night?” “Pirate ship. Get your fucking clothes on old man, and don’t question me!” I didn't want to get into this business, but you know, well, you have to live, eat, pay the bookies, stand a round when you meet your mates, that sort of thing don't you? I remember the last days of my business, the legitimate one, the courier firm, watching the work dry up and the customers going down like ninepins, laying the guys off one by one, self employed guys, hanging around the office, instead of being out on the road, some just gave up of their own accord, others I had to suggest they looked elsewhere. The trouble was as the legit side of the trade dried, tapes, CDs, documents most of my business was break bulk pharmaceuticals, packages in Jiffy bags and video tapes to obscure addresses, when it was fetish ten per cent of the business it was fine but then it was fifty per cent and you can't juggle the dodgy and legit runs, the guys were repeating the same runs, questions were asked, the good guys, with smart vans and bikes, sussed it and left while the low-lifes sussed it as well, long delays, "Break downs", I suspected they were stealing what ever it was and replacing it with what ever so more and more it was me taking the dodgy runs myself, in the Fiesta van or the K100 BMW, a bloody awful motorcycle if ever there was one, but at least it had absolutely fridge like reliability. I got to know Leroy and Frank, they ran the import and distribution company, and they knew I was in the shit. I tried to keep legit, a Solicitor wanted a guaranteed secure courier service to their Durham and Liverpool branches, they liked me, but they wanted a guarantee of vehicles less than three years old. The Beemer was ten and the Fiesta even older. Which is where I met Kate. I was dressed to the nines, best suit, waistcoat even, sober tie, the one I wore when I was hauled before magistrates to explain how my Motorcycle must have been cloned and I was sitting behind my desk when the BMW hurtled through roadworks at 129mph. Actually I failed to spot the bloody camera. But Kate, Ms Katherine Beauchamp, she was sitting there behind her desk, all prim and proper, nut brown hair in a bun, dark business suit, her white blouse giving just a hint of the luscious cleavage beneath, her eyes distorted by her spectacles. Early Twenties, I guessed, high flyer, "Ms K Beauchamp Business Loans Manager." said he name tag, "Look Andrews," she said, after the initial frosty welcome, "You don't really japanese expect me to give you a business loan for an executive toy at this point of the economic cycle?" "Its Agnew," I corrected, "and its for the specific contract." "I know a complete fantasy fabrication when I see one," she continued, "Your turnover is eighty per cent down on last year, I saw the accounts, eighty per cent down in volume since last year, eighty." "But I'm still solvent, I can shed staff, do more myself, out on the road not as controller." "Look, Mr Agnew, do your self a favour sell up, while you can, Liquidate, before we foreclose," I knew the figures, it was finely balanced but she should have see I was a very good solid japan prospect, for a business loan. "Buy your executive toy on your private account and stop wasting my time." I knew she had not checked the figures, she just either did nor like me or more likely I was small fry and beneath her dignity for her to help. She crushed the life out of my business without a thought, I even thought I saw a glint of pleasure in her eyes as she said, "Good day, don't fight it, Liquidate." The Office was on a asian short lease, Mandy my p.a. and controller handed in her notice, she was going back to her old job at Tesco so I gave up, I told the lads remaining lads that we finish on Friday, I somehow scratched together enough to pay most of them, Jimmy took my Ford Mondeo in lieu of what I owed him and over the weekend I just took the contacts oral book and dumped the rest and I went back to being a one man band, like I started eight years before, except then I had a brand new Honda, and dreams. It was ironic, a year before I had the world at my feet, looking to take on more riders, I was careful to keep my Porsche hidden, I didn't let too many people know when I bought a new Mondeo, I liked to look less prosperous than I was, yet now I was desperately trying to keep up appearances, to put a buffer between my working life disasters and my life at home with Sara, but it was not the same, we agreed to put the wedding on hold and stopped doing things together, until we just slept together. After 2 hours of soaking, she called her friends. Fortunately, he didn’t cum so much this time and I was able to take it in my mouth. Traffic, as expected, was horrible. Her tits were warm and full under his fingers. A few stray, blonde hairs escaped around the gusset. “If thou sayeth so,” she reiterated, maddeningly. “It was Kurt. What could I say but "Awesome!" The fear was real and I felt the reality of never overcoming my fear of rejection was going to be the theme of my life. “Fuck me,” she begged, “Cum, cum. I got to my dresser and instead of a bra, I japanese grab a black corset, trimmed in lace. If it looked like the patient might get hard or partially hard, I would keep milking his cock. Once he had finished he left two long strands which he tied around the bar and pulled until Rachel's feet were just off the ground. I didn't mean to stare then I noticed she was getting undressed. I could feel it's effects immediately and I liked fetish how japan I felt. Another stream of power flowed from Brandon’s mouth, words that he didn’t form with his lips, but with the pleas of his heart. The host's body would asian not reject it but rather maintained the physical integrity of it and so it maintained satyr's body and would do so indefinitely. It means he’s gotten angry. I watched as my friend had a quick but oral strong orgasm, pleasure rippling across her face. out and touched them and they got goose bumps all over So, you can play along, or we'll find another two guys. “Sure, anything you want to ask, feel free.” Jane responded. " I won't be able to use the bathroom."I muttered to myself. A quick glance at Don confirmed the same thing. Vanessa quirked the corner of her mouth a little; the closest she would get to a smile in front of anyone but Frank. Standing at her feet I took in the view of her nice tight ass, the black thong running up her crack. Chad stood up, wiped his face on his robe and sat next to her, massaging her naked ass. “I want you to let me do what I want.” So does Vivian. Me: I’ll call you as soon as I get home and I miss you too. You may have had John fuck her brains out on the pool table the other day, but she is still loyal to me," she says now laughing out loud.