I'm here to escort Mister and Missus Hunter to the airport. We have a plane waiting to take you to see a group of people who wish to confer with you."...His pompous attitude inferred he couldn't imagine what anyone in Washington would wish to talk to people like these."How large is the plane?" Rachel asked. "Is there room for all of us?" Madam, there is adequate room for you and Mister Hunter," the newcomer, John Corcoran answered."Sorry, John. If my family can't go with us, then we are staying. Bruce came up and took away one of my hands from the tree and placed his self between me and the tree. My face was at the right height to suck on his rigidly throbbing cock. Bruce had my head in his hands steadying me and working my face into a fucking rhythm. Every now and than Charlie would lounge deep enough to cause me to go farther down on Bruce's cock than I wanted and I would gag. This seemed to excite Bruce even more, though he would not let me stay there long enough to strangle my. The man ain’t causing no troubles around here. None of the three of you, or any of those fools you strut around here with, need to bother him. Maybe a change in leadership is needed around here. Because I for one am not willing to die for any of you fools in this case. As we are not at war with the stranger, and it was obvious that Lasmo meant to do him harm. I would have defended myself just as he did, as would any man. So stop all this foolishness right now. Because if you don’t, you need to. Here he saluted, stating his name and his business. Taking one look at his dirty, worn clothes and his tired horse, the Black Shield passed him through and sent him on his way.He returned his two horses and made arrangements for Rayna's mare. With the heavy saddlebags draped over both shoulders, Stefan staggered into his regiment's headquarters and into the captain's office. Stefan was relieved to see a familiar face, but was also chastened by the wan look around the man's eyes. His eyes were.