Cleaners did go in after, but this was to ensure the job had been done properly rather than to do all the cleaning.“I know,” said Mike, “and the...board are aware that pissing in the wind isn’t a good idea.” Chuckling as he finished.I’m sure it wasn’t a fluke, rather educated timing by Mike, as shortly after we sat down it seemed that the bar started to get busier. There were people of all different shapes, sizes and colour. The outfits ranged from those that would fit into any club to one person. “Jennifer! Shit, lightning powers,” Matt said, stepping forward and swinging his axe towards the self-proclaimed Tsarina. She turned her electricity on the approaching blade, and the plasma edge of the axe puffed out. She leapt back, out of the way, as the metal smashed into the pavement with a loud clang.“Fighting Spirit Fiery Burst!” shouted Jennifer, shaky but on her feet, shooting a fireball at the dark woman. The Tsarina flicked her hands and sent a cloud of sparks at the oncoming. She slid her tongue down the underside of his shaft from the rim of his cockhead to the base, then slowly pulled it back up and swirled around his cockhead again. Her hand wrapped around him at the base and began to pull and stroke his engorged member, slowly coaxing his balls to prepare a load of hot gooey spunk for her hungry belly. When her hand reached the top of his shaft, she followed it back down to the base again with her lips, opening her mouth to admit his cock into her throat. Her. But let me get back to cocktail theory. Have you any idea how a cocktail works?” “Its wet and you drink it?” Kate asked. “But why does a cocktail of multiple ingredients taste better than any of the ingredients by itself? Quite a few ingredients are practically undrinkable by themselves.” Kate shook her head. She had never really considered such questions. As often happened when talking to A. she was caught up wondering just what it was that drove him to spend time on such arcane questions. He.