Sitting by his side, Captain Charles Polanski was listening intently. Hedid rather well keeping his mind focus despite the occasional lapses dueto the...remnants of alcohol in his system. None of them were taking anynotes though. They both knew that by the end of the demonstration, allnotes would be confiscated and burnt to prevent the information fromgetting leaked.While Sir Edmund White was explaining about the Magneto hydrodynamicdrive, a young officer in uniform interrupted Greer. There had. I heard a moan escape her. Claudia whispered into my ear, “It is time to play, Nathan. Now it is time to fuck.” I pulled back slightly and our lips were almost touching as I said, “Yes, now is the time to fuck.” Nipping at her lower lip, I asked, “What do you want?” “I want to feel your hands on my body and your mouth on my skin. I want you to kiss and lick every inch of me. I want your cock buried deep inside me. Fuck me until I can take no more.” She murmured. My heart raced with the promise. Theories and conspiracies pour out of his mouth like ice cream down the sides of a cone left out in the sun during a record heatwave in the middle of the summer by a 4-year-old whose face is covered in the uneaten gooey chocolate smear and hands drip with its remnants. I get sick just hearing them. The one that irks me the most is he thinks the collector let me find the salesman. He says that the collector wanted the salesman gone.According to Slimy, my killer is so uptight about things that he. Shortly after she put the magazine down and looked around once again, only to see the old man having disappeared from his desk, pretty much no where to be seen, however a door in the back of the shop was now wide open, with an arrow pointing at it titled "booths!". Curious as ever Hana decided to walk towards it, opening the door fully and stepping inside the dim, red-lit room.Before her was a dark corridor, with a few red lights on the sides. The corridor couldn't have been more than five feet.