"I didn't look up. Dan Edwards, who covered city hall, was a jerk."Dan the man."The next set of footsteps approached, the high heels clacking on the l...noleum floor. That would be Shawn Michaels, the statehouse."G'morning, Shawn," I said.I heard her usual exasperated sigh, the noise that said she couldn't believe the New York Times still hadn't called, and that she was still working here with these cretins. She mumbled something that might have been "good morning" but that could just as easily. She sat back down on the edge of the bed and opened her legs wide revealing her vagina, it was almost fully shaved except for a tuft of hair at the top. I began to reach for it.“Not yet” she said “first I need to see your cock, take your trousers off and lie on the bed.” Once again I did exactly as she said“That’s a lovely cock” Miss Clarke said. She took in her hand and lent over me. She slapped her tits with my rock hard cock, rubbed it between her tits and then teased her nipple with the end. She showered, trying hard not to touch herself even though her nipples were hard and her clit aching in anticipation of his return. She towelled herself dry. Even the rough towelling seemed to make her skin more sensitive. She went into the shared bedroom and removed her collar, her leash and the chosen instruments of chastisement, her butt plug and some lube from the draw. Taking them all downstairs she placed them on the hall table, took out the small cushion he allowed her to kneel on while. "If you reject The Cat, you lose The Mouse as well." Well, er, we can have a show of hands," Night Man said. "All those in favor of adding The Cat to our little group, please raise your hands."Everyone but The Arrow raised their hands and The Cat was in. It was all Cat could do to keep from sticking her tongue out at Robichaux. The Cat and The Mouse were officially added to the roster of The Protectors. They were each given special communicator watches, keys to the HQ building, and a signing.