”“Congressman Westmoreland?” Jerry nodded and I groaned. If we were going to take down Candy Pants, the MPD would have to do it by themselves, w...thout much state or Federal help. I thought for a second and smiled. “I know one guy in the District Attorney’s office who wouldn’t have been compromised.”“Oh?” said Ralph. “Who?”“You trusted me. I trust this guy.” I grabbed my cell phone and made a call, while the others listened in, not picking much up from my side of the conversation. After that I. ”“Unreal,” Pandora said, shaking her head. “You’re a fucking goddess, Gabby, with a major self-image problem, that’s all. We’ve got three weeks till Halloween. You, girl, are my project.” She gazed over Gabrielle appraisingly. The riveting blue of those unaccountably uncertain eyes, not quite obscured by her tousled, dirty-blonde hair. The limber, pilates-toned body, not quite concealed by her sloppy casual-wear. So pretty, yet so vulnerable right now, so unconvinced of her own sex-appeal.“Oh. "It's a hard choice, my friend," Ponkert commented, "but since I must choose--I'll take Mara!"Tomar's laughter boomed as his arms signalled the tremendous titted Leda to him, "A wise choice, my young baron. Mara is an expert in the two thousand and seven positions of the Antis Atla. While I seriously doubt that any man and woman could achieve the acrobatics described in the sacred book of love, Mara will make you think that all are possible!"A somewhat lewd smile twisted the Earthman's lips as. The challenge had really appealed to her. Shed spent several nights staying up late, way past the time she ought to have been in bed considering that she rose at 6am in order to go to work, and shed spent most of today, her day off, on the PC. The appeal was both the challenge itself which was good, but it also gave her the opportunity to let her imagination run wild, to see just how much of a horny story she actually could write. Some of the story was true though, and shed leave it in the mind.