Hereally had not expected anything to come of theinvestigation since he and Alison had dated a fewtimes before she had married the smug, Mr. Thinks He...nows It All, Nick Baker, and knew she was to shy togive him an ammunition. Jones had excitedly told him the story of Alison’s carbreaking down on the expressway, how a bus full ofblack basketball team members picked her and someblonde bimbo up. What was surprising was that, alittle over an hour later, the two women were let outat a taxi. " You have to see her work," Natalie countered before she brought up thewebsite on her phone.Ben shook his head at his sister and brushed aside her hand when shetried to show him the photographs. Natalie looked at Drew and said,"Drew, please talk some sense into him."Drew shook her head while she responded, "I don't think..." Just look at the pictures," Natalie pleaded.Drew reached for Natalie's phone with hesitant movements. Bencontinued to shake his head before he saw his wife's eyes widen. They thrust harder and deeper, one moving in as the other moved out, until her panting became one long, low moan. Her arousal was so great, the level of her passion so high, that she was totally delirious. She regained some level of consciousness when the nipple clamps were removed and the blood came rushing back, making her scream from the pain at the same time she was experiencing the most fantastic orgasm of her life. It seemed to go on forever, and then everything went black.She awoke. "We have just heard the false Fladomir of the North has signed a pact with Cityplex. Already, armoured forces are crossing the border and gathering for invasion. We must recall Piet." Piet?" Fladomir, blinked."Blueforce?" the aide told him. "The men you sent against Bluefields. Our forces are scattered. We must concentrate to defend our Ride." Piet? Ah, sure, we must do that." Are you all right, Fladomir?" the aide asked."He's getting a cold," the girl, Devo, told him helpfully.The aide glanced.