" The voice was low, raspy, old. "I have a new task for you." It is my honor to serve you, master." Our esteemed adversary is planning a new assault u...on us. I recently received a report from a reliable intelligence source that he has begun assembling a new strike force. I don't yet know whom he has chosen to head it or what its targets will me. All my spy has determined is the force's goal: Undermine our control, and steal our hold on the world from us. Your task is to find this team and stop. M. Thinking she may have left a note on the car with her room number, I stopped by the hotel garage and didn't see the BMW. It was ten past four and panic was taking over my thinking.To complicate matters, I didn't remember ever hearing Cyril's last name. Would she register under Evans? No, her credit cards would be in her married name. Where would Charlie be this time of day? He would know his mother's name.Remembering that most of the desk clerks were students at the college, I decided to. "10:30AM and I am at the lake having a biscuit and coffee. Once I sat down on the patio with the biscuit and coffee, I remembered that I had been here dozens of times. I even remember who I was with, and what we talked about. Lots of shit is coming back to me these days," I said."Good for you, did you eat the whole biscuit?" Wilma asked."Most of it," I said."How much?" she asked again."I ate the bottom half of the biscuit and all of the sausage and egg. By the way when did you become the food. She runs her hands up and down my thighs and takes the time to rub oil all over my cock and balls. Predictably my cock is throbbing again from her attention. She stands up and places her leg over me so she is straddling the bench. Placing one hand on my chest, she uses the other to hold my cock and guide it as she lowers herself onto me. I am starting to think I created a monster here but who am I to complain. She rubs the tip of my cock against her pussy. I try to thrust up but she is still.