She doesn’t see any sense not to continue that trust.Tumbling away on the small, circular platform elevator, Kamari position’s herself on her hand... and knees. The master centers herself behind the young woman. Soon her hand begin to move, gliding across Kamari’s bare skin, When she starts to moan, the master stops and spreads her ass cheeks apart, exposing the inside of the tight backdoor to the now cooler air. The sensation of the cool air threatens to overtake Kamari until a warm tongue. She regained her strength. She's not going to stop. She was going to tell him everything."I was sent with some priestesses to a village near the shrine to help some war refugees. I was left in a camp alone to cure some wounded soldiers. I didn't know it was going to happen..." She hesitated, her voice was getting softer, "They ... they ... raped..."Before she could finish her last sentence, Atrus grabbed her slim body and pulled her close to his body. "That's enough, Adriana. I'm sorry I made. The medical report says it will be several months before your lungs recover fully from the gas, so we're putting you on domestic intel." Where, specifically?" You're from Illinois, right?" Yeah, New Trier." Then we'll send you to Rochambeau, Indiana. Your accent shouldn't stick out."Ginsberg spoke up. "What the fuck is in Indiana?" The University of Indiana and somebody who's been using the high school's computers to try to hack into JSOC. Also, they've decided to implement The Program there,. Atchison."Milk and two sweeteners please, Miss . . ." "Call me Eileen, I'll be some minutes." Eileen said."Call me Martha please Eileen." Mrs. Atchison, Martha, said.Eileen smiled and left the room, Martha turned back to me, "I have to tell you Mr. Archer that I'm an exchange operative, my previous office was in a town in America, you may have heard of it . . . it's called . . ." Funiculaireville?" I said smiling - yes, I knew that accent was familiar. "How's Janet?" You're quick. I'm sorry to.