Things were back to normal at KCC; I had a quiet morning. The visit by Bob Jackson was cordial and quick.On the way back to the gym I stopped at the a...rport and went to the agency hangar. I had questions for Kevin Parks. I basically wanted to know how much of the rules he would bend for me in a discreet way.I asked, “How often do the satellites go over North-east Africa?”“Several times a day; what areas are you interested in?” Kevin replied.I gave him the GPS of the villa. He punched in the. "Jan froze. She was really coming over to spend her birthday with him!! What kind of birthday cake shall I get her? What are we going to do while she is here besides the obvious? Those were the thoughts that rang through his head after he had read her email. He hit "r" again."Laura, Do you want to be picked up from the airport? I'll give you my address, because I have never told you where to go. I can't wait to see you and wish you a happy birthday in person.Love, Jan van Es."No second later. He almost forgot the penis whip, she had only used it on him once before but he remembered what to do. He lay down on the floor on his back, as she stood over him he felt the luckiest man in the world, with legs astride she slowly squatted over his face, her pussy lips swollen her rosebud open, at this point there was nowhere in the world where he would rather be, his face received it all. His tongue thrust upwards, his lips sucked in any bit of flesh they could reach. She rocked backwards and. Although the Tribune had more skill with the sword than the three dead soldiers, he was no match for Marcus. On the other hand, his skin was well protected behind leather armor, while Marcus's skin was bare. Marcus also knew that he was going to have to end the fight before other soldiers arrived to assist the senior Tribune. With a dangerous attack, Marcus ran his sword through the other man. Without a word, the other man pulled out a dagger, thrust it into Marcus' shoulder, and died. --- A.