"Charlie blushed a little, "OK." Have a great evening," Rico pivoted and left to go find his room and take a shower. It had been a long journey and he...was tired.Jordan and Angel were sitting at the corner table in Red's Barn drinking shots of tequila and enjoying some burgers and chili cheese fries. Jordan tilted his head back and raised his second shot, swallowing it in one gulp. "It's been a long week," he sighed as he slammed the shot glass down on the table."You're telling me," Angel. He found that spot and stroked it vigorously. Unable to contain herself, she moaned lightly. Barely audible, being drowned out by the sound of his finger against her slick folds. But it was no use. He heard. Before she could even comprehend what was happening, the finger was withdrawn, and she felt a sharp sting on her ass, followed a millisecond later by the erotic echo of a slap. She cried out at the contact. A combination of surprise and lust. The pain ran through her every bone, muscle. And what a scenery it was, from up here she had a perfect vantage point and before the sky had begun to become as foggy as her vision she had been able to make out several roof encampments, even seen the smoke of what she assumed was a clash between military and rebel forces and found it amusing how something that was undoubtly brutal and gruesome when witnessed from close by was nothing than a small funny puff of smoke from up here.If Moira hadn’t known she had likely burned more calories. To ensure that the twins wouldn’t detect any residual anger from my morning or anything else I didn’t want them to dig out, I did a tricky memory encoding that hid these types of things from both my awareness and subconscious. These memories would stay inaccessible by anyone including myself until I heard Nathan call me amigo which was what I had used as the encryption key.It worked like a charm.After my treatment, I was taken to the medical center where a doctor implanted some sort of.