. just a tri-dee image and a designation, subject 1341,” she spluttered.“Really?” I asked, a bit bemused. “Am I that much of a secret, Herrick...”“Not as far as I’m aware,” he replied, clearly going into records and security levels. “Ah...”“Ah?” both Vilgra and myself asked at the same time.“You have two Imperial identities, David. One as you, the other as subject 1341. The 1341 version is classified in such a way as to keep you anonymous in the upper levels and away from threats and. Slowly gliding her hands from his crotch to the waist of his garment, Sala untied the thong, skimming his skin as she drew the leather unhurriedly down his legs, inducing a groan for the way she tormented him.As she kneeled, his trembling organ jutted out before her, its tip slippery with his essence. Encircling it with her hand, she gasped at its size and the incredible heat it produced; his manhood was nearly as rigid as the carving, but far thicker and magnificently alive. The woman eagerly. A verse he had heard years ago came to mind. It was in Psalms, he was sure of that. He searched and finally found it in chapter 46, verse 10. He read as follows: ‘Be still and know that I am God.’ It gave him hope. Being still was what he was good at. He knelt and prayed. ‘I’ll be still Lord trusting in your mercy. I promise I will never ever look at women again except as sisters.’ The next day he awaited the arrival of Saras with trepidation. She bustled in, smiled and gave the news that she. “Give me your other hand, Mr. Leigh,” she said sternly. Meekly, he pushed his hand behind him, and felt her tying him wrist to wrist, with the chair back between his arms and body. He felt another trickle of sweat roll down between his shoulder blades. He cursed the fictional Evelyn Harpy with all his might in his mind. The first chance he got, he was going to write her into a car accident and make her live out the rest of her days with an annoying sister he would create for her. The things he.