"Right so I had some good leverage on one nice looking girl, my next problem was how to make the best use of it. While I pondered this, I heard giggli...g in Beth's bedroom through the partition wall. Who's she got in there, I bet it's her boyfriend Dave, she knows it's not allowed, if mum knew she'll go spare. I didn't have long to wait. I stationed myself at the top of the stairs to witness them exiting her bedroom. They were still dressing, Beth's blouse was still undone and she hadn't. “Looking for you, you did go off in a right tizzy after Malfoy walked away.” Daphne said. “Well he just stuffed his cock in shot his load and walked off, the useless bastard. But you wouldn’t normally come looking for me, what’s the difference now?” Pansy said. “We both felt somewhat compelled to seek you out, we haven’t a clue why” said Tracy. “Wow we need to look into that later, however, Harry has looked after me splendidly. You should see the size of his cock, better yet try it out. . His frustration was whipping his natural abilities into a tempest that he couldn't fully contain. Ryan asked for directions to the Vinton bank, and left as quickly as he could.Ryan spent the time he was driving to Vinton doing breathing exercises and trying to calm down. Ryan was ruled far more by emotion than by reason. Right now, his frustration was turning to anger. Think happy thoughts. Ryan thought of Alexandra and how wonderful their date that night would be. This pleasant daydream. I called the dispatcher at Andrews, “When is the next flight to Gitmo?” I asked.“What do you need to go? There are no passenger flights this week except by special orders,” the dispatcher replied.“A top secret flight carrying a terrorist passenger. There is to be no manifest.”“That will take special orders for sure Ma-am,” the dispatcher replied.“Special orders from whom?” I asked.“There is a list. I will have to check with the duty officer. Who is requesting the flight?”“Ambassador Jones,.