McClain had discovered by ‘investigating’ through some of her private channels (which meant sucking the cock or pussy of the first city official w...o’d talk to her) that the Society had introduced a relatively new manager to their ranks, one that was new enough that most of the other managers wouldn’t recognize them yet. This manager was supposed to be a bitchy Asian-American woman with long legs and big tits, just like Christine McClain herself. Also, this new manager was even said to have a. Your breath shudders and you bite your lower lip bewitchingly.I grab your short hair in one hand, and jerk your head back 'till you're facing the bare branches above us. You whimper in pleasure. I frantically unwind the scarf from around your neck, and bury my face in your throat, nuzzling and licking, while our bodies twine together tightly.Now I pull you away from the tree, spin you around, and push you back. Your cheek is against the cold rough bark now, your arms around the narrow trunk I. What are we are supposed to do?”She cried while she pointed her finger at me. “It is all true, what the Instigators say. The Union is clean and mighty and powerful and cares little about others. Do you know how many Ithe died or disappeared just because they listened to the Instigators and their dream to join your shiny Union?”She sobbed and looked at her children. “Now my partner is on his way to slowly die as a slave on the Smelter Moons on drummed-up charges to appease our cruel true. Of course, He was pretty adamant that he was a good three inches from the floor, but I knew he was brushing the board. Apparently, using my foot to push him completely over wasn’t the best choice for me, because he took me down with him. Our legs entangled together, he was positioned above me. ‘We’re expecting heavy thunder storms throughout the night and into early morning tomorrow..’ The weather report seemed to come out of thin air. Neither one of us had exactly being paying attention to.