Greg stopped by one more time late in the afternoon, but only poked his head in to say something, then gone. Joyce knew then, remembering Greg’s qu...ck visit, that was it. He said something, but what? She stepped out of the shower, finally, dripping water on the cold, stark tile. The bathmat was still in the closet, forgotten in her haste to shower, to wash. Joyce carefully stepped to the towel rack, and dried herself off. Her mind wandered as she did, analyzing, her eyes wandering back to the. Hating himself Dave removed a second cigarette from the packet and with a shaking hand lit it."Good deep drags now Poppet..." Katie teased loving the heady sensation of power that filled her as she made him do something that she knew he thought was a disgusting habit. "Suck on it! Show some enjoyment, for gods sake other wise you can go back to tugging over my boots!"The taste of the smoke made him want to retch, it made his eyes water and his head spin but given the choice, even this was. One day she asked me.She: How frequently do you have sex?Me: 3- 4 days in a week. The weekend is a must.She: What’s your Dick size?Me: It’s close to 8 inches.She: Seriously, you do sex 3-4 times a week?Me: Yes, what happened. Are you desperate?She: Yes, I didn’t have sex from 3 years. My hubby has no interest in me.Me: Why? You must be beautiful. What are your sizes?She: I don’t know if I am beautiful, but he doesn’t have a passion to fuck me like slut.Me: Oh! What’s your size?She: 34-29-36.Me:. Her previous communications from Minerva had always had a more casual tone, like that of an advisor. This was definitely an official Sector CO to junior Agent message.Kat couldn't help but grin. After a year, she was finally an Agent!Waiting outside Minerva's office, that initial elation had given way to nervousness. She really didn't know what to expect. She was, she supposed, about to receive an assignment. She could be sent anywhere in Union space, to work on any project that the Agency.