I’d not seen the door to the room move and believed the assassin was still on the balcony, but I wasn’t sure just how hurt he was as I suspected t...at I had hit him.“That is not your job. What are you even doing with the Prince? You are supposed to be investigating the shuttle blowing up, not swanning around with Arab Royalty,” Simon snarled at me.Carmel then butted in and said in a frosty voice, “Firing a weapon in a Dome for no good reason is instant dismissal. I want you and your partner on. It just seemed to be a red rag to a bull.Thankfully, Taylah knew the hall pass was my way of saying I trust her wholeheartedly and love her unconditionally. I mean, come on, it's Taylah; it's not like she will act on it or anything, right? I would find out soon enough Carla's influence on Taylah was more substantial than I anticipated. I received a couple of photo messages earlier from Carla depicting an incredibly good-looking guy with his tongue down Taylah's throat. A couple more followed of. I was at the last seat and when the last women got down from the bus he came near to me sat next to me and started speaking with me. Miss are you going home? I said yes and I looked outside from the window. He placed his hand with a cloth on my right boob and brushed it with it. It was bit painful,, he pinched my nipples and also fingered me thoroughly till the end of my trip and finally I shouted at him saying stop. Lol.Then got to the next bus,when getting there my nipples were like rock hard. Then her thoughts snapped back to the present. Marco had shuffled round to position himself, on his knees, between Kate’s legs, which he was holding apart, a hand on the inside of each of her knees. Anne looked at Kate’s face. Her eyes were fixed on Marco’s penis, jutting up from his hairy belly and, Anne saw with a sense of shock, there was only anticipation in her expression, and no apprehension. Kate lay back on the towel and, of her own accord, spread her thighs as her hands closed round.