My slowness drives you crazy you want that feeling now. You grab my head and force it down to show me what you need. My tongue has found that special ...lace; your stomach tightens with anticipation. Warm breath, gentle circles, my tongue upon you there; fingers work their way inside. You roll your hips, fingers in my hair to let me know how good it feels. Your breath in ragged gasps, you can't believe the feelings coursing through your veins. You give in completely, you want it to take control. ‘Fraulein von Sturm, I have a new assignment for you. Our organization will be working hand-in-hand with our American counter-parts on a special operation. Your team will have access to unlimited resources and manpower to be certain that this task will be completed successfully.’ For the rest of the day and most of the next I was briefed on the role I was to play in this collaboration between the two countries. After my two days of briefing I was handed a dossier of the agent with which I. No, not since the last time I checked anyway," I said trying to keep the mood light. Now it was her turn to nod her head."No doubt you'd use one of the other two bedrooms as some sort of study, work room then," she questioned. "What do you do for a living anyway?" she asked curiously.It was nice, a bit of a self ego boost when I answered. "I'm a writer," I responded, "An author," I amended, liking the sound of that a lot better. Certainly better than my previous profession anyway. "I'm a shoe. There were three lights on the device and in seconds they were all blinking green. This caused the faces of the three Elf Kings to look up at Martin their eyes wide."You ... you are..." Thresian stammered."The High King," Anotan spoke in awe.Martin shook his head. "Shit ... I was hoping maybe that wasn't the case."Dysea stepped up to him and slugged him in the arm. "Nauta Melme stop it!" She scolded him.Thresian turned his head to look at Anja, who was standing next to Aricia, their bodies.