I knew this was his revenge for me arse fucking his daughter. My muscle succumbed to his assault and I felt him slide up all the way into me until his...hips touched my buttocks. “You are a tight little bitch aren't you, even tighter than Lyn. This must be your first time. Well, I will be gentle with you now but maybe next time I won't be so kind.” Those strong hands gripped my hips as he slid his cock in and out of me. I grew accustomed to the pain then started to enjoy the feeling of hard flesh. " What problem?" I asked curiously.Dad gave a little grimace of distaste. "I haven't been promoted in two years, and have barely received raises to keep up with inflation." Why?" I asked."For a while I thought it was just bad luck. But I've changed my mind. The truth is, my boss doesn't like me. He doesn't want me to be promoted. I've found out that he's actually moved behind the scenes to keep me from advancing." Dad shook his head. "I've actually been thinking about quitting and finding a new. Wonder if I'm allergic to something inthe place?"The odd feelings slowly subsided, but didn't really go away as helistened to the other guests talking and moving in the hallways.Still the day had been a good one up to that point, and he really didfeel better than he had in a long time, even with the odd feelings,twinges, and slight discomforts. "Maybe I'm just noticing littlethings more now that I'm not so tired I ache from that."Not worn out, but sleepy from the day's pleasant activities,. Wearing casual dressy attire. And very similar to all of the rest of the mercenaries.Someone was trying not to stand out. Even if she did.If she wasn’t military intelligence, I would eat my helmet. Same with being a Hunter.“May I join you? I’m Natasha.”“Who let you sit here?” An irritated Jude asked our uninvited guest.Ed’s lack of reaction confirmed my suspicions.“Give her a chance, Jude. So, what brings you over to our table, Natasha? I don’t know where the moose is.”A patronizing smile.