The next day i was feeling really nervous and could barely concentrate during my morning meeting.to be honest i nearly cancelled a few times but didnt...knowing that id regret it later on if i did.so it was with a knot in my stomoch that i knocked on their door and stood their shaking a little with anticipation.a tall slim guy in his late fifties opened the door and introduced himself he said come in and led me to the sitting room.waiting there was a heavy set guy again in his id to late. Haark was born poor, the son of a tenet farmer living on Coor lands. He had the fortune to be apprenticed to a merchant of House Yeth and imbibed the Yethian hatred of their Coor rivals in Coor City politics and business. Haark was the undisputed leader of the faction that opposed nearly everything Kallath of Coor and his allies attempted.Muted chuckles from Haark's side of the table were met with steely silence from the other. Even the Emperor turned a quelling glare on the Grandmaster."Have. But it will pay off… I hoped.The downside of living in a cramped apartment was that I had very little space to store all my equipment. Luckily Mom and Dad lived a couple of hours away in Reading. I barely had time to see them lately but I try to whenever I can.The upside of living in London on my own, was the sheer privacy. Namely, privacy with women. I always had a high libido. I liked to fuck and women seemed to enjoy fucking me. I work out hard and made no compromises with my diet. I like to. This wasn't because it was turning her on, just because it was impossible to ignore.Her type rate slowing, Sarah forced herself to focus on the screen. She couldn't let it get the better of her. The phone seemed relentless; twelve rings, thirteen... fourteen and then, finally after the fifteenth concentration shattering vibration, it finally ended and Sarah was able to regain composure and continue with the task in hand. Thankfully her word rate hadn't suffered as much as she had feared and was.