"It usually works well enough, but often we find that the colonies out there need people with specialized skills. And that's where Targeted Extraction... comes in. We find people with those skills, regardless of CAP score, extract them and send them to the colonies where their skills can prove useful. We're even prepared to fill skill requests with people who are dependant-aged, if necessary." He lifted the decanter of Madeira. "More wine?" So what kinds of people are you looking for?" Sandy. Or, we could go to Stars on Ice--we've already had an offer."Curtis didn't say anything for a minute. "Wait a minute... you're thinking retirement? I thought you had already decided to stay in for four years?" That was before we got screwed at Worlds." That's not going to happen again." You can't guarantee that, Curtis. Not as long as the ISU is headed by that moron The Speedskater, and controlled by all the Russians whispering in his ear." The Speedskater was a derogatory term used by figure. John’s had never gone that far but here was his son trying to press on. She fought the gag reflex and relaxed her throat muscles. She had to hold her breath as the long cock gently eased into her throat.“Careful, Mum,” she heard him say. “Not too far.”She felt it begin to withdraw and put her hands under his buttocks pushing up and forcing him deeper.“Oh, yes, Mum!” he moaned. “I think I’m going to..... Ohhhh, Yes. Ohhhhh fuck YESSSSSSSS!”It was hot and sticky and she swallowed quickly not. On the sofa in front of her were three sweaty bodies, two women, wearing only stockings and black high heels. One was fucking a guy, her eyes closed, she was biting her bottom lip. The other played with the guys balls, and the other girls clit. None of them had heard her enter the room. Maggie stood, momentarily too shocked to speak. Then she found her voice.“What the fuck are you doing!” she shouted. Phil’s eyes came wide open. He knew that voice. He knew the tone, and what it meant. “Mum,.