"Hey, did you find the place okay?" Yes, It was way easy to find." I'm glad to hear that and I'm so excited about tonight." I'm so glad to serve you, ...aster and I have been waiting for this all week." Oh, me too and I'm glad the feeling is mutual." Would you be having red wine to loosen up some?" Of course Sir. If you're going to have some, I won't mind." Okay, shall we sit down?"She gives me her hand and we sit down together. I pour the wine and fill the glasses up. I hand her a glass of red. Try as she might, however, she couldn't get her son out of her mind. He popped up unbidden, and Annette would eventually succumb to the vile, hated images and use the fantasy of i****tuous fucking to slave her burning lust.Then, one evening Annette found herself outside Ian's bedroom door. She was naked and her limbs trembled with trepidation at what she was about to do. A portion of her consciousness knew that she was about to commit an irreversible sin, but she was in a place where logic. Locating the fugitive was no problem and the two skip tracers followed theirquarry to a supermarket and watched her go inside. Cindy parked the van directlynext to the fugitive's car and awaited her return. Ann was a plump red headtype around 5'5” and 150 lb. wearing a blue business suit. Cindy, a bisexual,occasionally took liberties with her female captives but so far nothing aboutthis one particularly aroused her. Within 20 minutes their quarry emerged from the store carrying a shoppingbag. The priority, to me, was the mission of getting the data on the Sa’arm ship back to the Fleet, then getting my crew home. The issue of the ship being salvage didn’t bother me that much. It wasn’t my ship, and the K’Treels were just boneyard bait. The Darjee drive was a sore spot, but the Krathees ship was much more advanced than the Georgia. The Krathees wouldn’t be learning technology they didn’t already know. But the issue of the crew’s indenture was an impassable rock in the road. I had been.