I didn't quite make it to her puckered hole, but I kept licking towards it anyway. Now seemed like the time to be taking chances. She lifted her hands...from the desk once again. I thought maybe to stop me, but she simply spread her cheeks again for me. The invitation was clear. I skipped the last stretch of skin and stuck my tongue straight on her hole. I lick around the edge and darted in here and there. Dawn let out a little giggle. "Well that was different." She said leftting go of her. It was their intent to do whatever they could to break up the trade in children.I was flabbergasted when Jace finished talking. This was MY children preparing themselves to be what amounted to superheros. He was currently 12, almost 13, and Ann was only 9. I couldn't argue with them that this was a job that needed to be done, but was it a job for MY CHILDREN? They made me intensely proud of them, but I wondered if they realized how much danger they would be facing. I doubted it, but they seemed. Look, my guys have to work funny hours. That doesn't do much for the home life, to keep the wives sweet; once a month anyone who wasn't on-call was invited out for a meal and a bit of a knees-up with their spouses.It was working out just fine, as I also had a policy of employing the guy's wives in the office. You know, keep it in the family. It worked out just great; we had the reputation as a company that could be relied on. Everyone was covering everyone else's arse, if you get the idea.Now. The crew were to try to gather all the races they could under our banner, and hold the planet against a vengeful Samutz. They were to use the imperial override at all opportunities, and co-opt those ships as well. The captured ships could carry on with the virus attack after getting a sample, and appropriate orders. The new wave of ships hopefully would leapfrog the other ships sent out before, and continue both up and down this arm of the galaxy. The presence of the newer ships, that did not.