I had been helping Dr. Pascal do some work for one of his clients, Lone Star. I knew some ways in that most people don't know about. I had been thinki...g about information and then Lone Star. "Blake, if Cain can watch over me I might be able to find out who your Mr. Johnson was. Lone Star raided the meet, right? Johnson was killed and maybe a couple of the others. Well, the Star will be making reports on the raid if for no other reason than the fact that people were killed. If I can access their. She might be defending herself, I mean she did not attack Ricky until he took an aggressive stance. Could it be so simple as being threatened? ‘So can you describe what she looked like?’ ‘She was very pretty. She had long green hair and her wings were red, blue, and purple. She was wearing these really weird clothes. I can’t really describe them but they were a really dark purple and did not really cover anything important.’ ‘That is very interesting.’ The colors of the wings don’t match the. “I’ll do this for you, just because you’ve done so much for me,” she said, staring into his eyes, her face set.“Thank you,” he said, because he didn’t know what else to say.“If I thought you were taking me back to stay, I’d gut you,” she said, and he had a hard time keeping a straight face, although he knew that she was serious.“Girl.” He said, stopping and hugging her against his body. He felt like crying. “Girl, what did these people do to you? Why have you turned your back on them?”“It .... You start to kiss down my neck as you pick me up and sit me on your desk. As you return to kissing me you grab an ice cube and run it across my skin. I gasp at its touch and close my eyes, leaning back slightly. You are now kissing down my stomach, running the ice cube over my breasts’ which begin to tingle at your touch. My nipples are hard and I could feel my juices, my very wet juices, begin to run down my thighs. You lift me off the desk for a second running an ice cube in your mouth, down.