”The agent came alert refocusing away from my ass hole, gathering himself as the hose remained, filling, and Lilly came around in front to slowly ba...k down on my erection. We were changing the scenery to distract them and the agent was becoming more nervous.“Uh, ... It’s a new class of breeding livestock and right now you are the best of the best. It’s also a popularity type contest and the fair goers get to vote as well as the official judges. Your reputation is spreading fast and there. I felt like smashing my head against the wall a few times, contented myself, instead, with cursing bitterly – and aloud – for a while. Then I tried phoning her back, of course, got her voice mail, equally of course, tried phoning Gareth – ditto. Left messages for both of them, then took some time to check with Seff if she'd heard anything – she hadn't but was at least back in London, would be at the big meeting – and then sort of sat there and found myself wishing I had a cat, once again. Only. Specifically, the captain was a surprisingly young woman. Her legs were bare, with only a pair of delicate silk panties protecting her womanhood. Her upper body was clad in a low-cut corset. A streak of blood marred her pale cleavage, the legacy of a sailor on the ship who’d tried to resist and been cut down by the cutlass at her belt. She wore a broad-brimmed hat. From her dark hair and luscious body, Inira realised she had been the model for the figurehead.“Greetings,” she said. “You have the. My cell phone rang, "Steve here." Steve, this is Chuck. Can I use your shop up here in Chicago as a hub for some activity we have going on here on the east side? You have the RV store, the truck conversion plant, your regular showroom, and equipment building area. Could you spare a desk for some guys to work out of?" Sure, Chuck, tell Gordon Mathews, the manager up there, that you need the space and tell him I said for him to find it for you. They are down on staff right now, so you should be.