At around 5:15 pm the inmates were being marched in their underwear’s towards closing area. She immediately went to the waiting room, in the pretext...of getting some snacks for her friends, and informed them about the decision. Fortunately for the girls, most of the administrative staff had left the place, as they were not required to be there for the procedure. She however, had to stay, just in case there was any necessity to jot down some details. The C.O was busy with the other officers in. She pulled Nicole's shitter open again, and this time she attacked it with her finger, not her tongue.Nicole bit her lip as the blonde corkscrewed the tip of her finger into her shitter, twisting it around and around as if she meant to drill her way straight into Nicole Patterson's guts.The finger slammed into Nicole's shitter, the nail long and sharp. Nicole screamed. She was still goddamn new to this sort of love-play, and the sudden penetration of the finger made her skin crawl. As Marita. From her demeanour, Tristan got the impression something had gone wrong. He sighed."Sir?" Yes Captain." Tristan kept the impatience out of his voice."There has been an explosion."Tristan stood, causing his chair to skitter across the room and bounce against the far wall "What!" The Sicceian delegates, one had a bomb implanted in his body." The Captain slightly shifted her weight, "We think it was meant for you, but one of the security scans showed up something suspicious. When the delegate was. . easily. Perhaps there were indeed some real advantages to being senior in Connor’s outfit now, namely that we could make our own action now ... and none of the other local mugs would be putting their hands out, or pulling roscoes, to take their slice.Much later, when we were at home and once again had the certainty of speaking in full privacy, Pilsner quickly deduced my other ulterior motive for desiring the Maidstone Hotel salvage contract.“The Maidstone Hotel,” he slyly surmised, “isn’t.