I figure if I can get out by lunchtime or a little after, I could be in Bradford by midnight. Do you and the boys have anything going on this weekend?...Thrilled and surprised at the thought of seeing Shae again, Dave told her, "The only thing I have is Emily's daughter Kayla is running in the county cross-country championship Saturday morning. Kayla has been a big help with the boys and asked us to come watch her. So has Emily, and I owe her a lot. I figured it would make a nice small excursion. However if the demonstration spills over to the Martinez house you will most likely die." Interesting, the Martinez house is empty according to the staff here," I said."Yes they may send a hit squad up to you. It maybe pure suicide," he said."How about sending someone to help me install myself up there," I said. "The rifle has a flash suppressor on it, so maybe I can disguise the fact that I'm there." I said before I left the consulate grounds.Two guys helped me carry all the .308 and .12ga. She hoped they hadn't programmed her with anything weird, especially since the effects were permanent. On the other hand, she was guaranteed to like whatever they had programmed her with, so it didn't really matter.Amy zoomed in on the picture of the ray, and checked the symbol of its current setting in the instruction manual, which luckily Stephanie hadn't taken. It was set to "Flashing", so that was probably what they had used on her. Now that she thought about it, they had asked her to flash. Eyes half-lidded, the fox knew of nothing else around him, his cock bulging through his loose gym gear, though he knew he was not the focus there. It was only Stan, only the meat of the stud-stallion, a powerful tool that he wanted to take deep again and again. The horse had teased him before that he could take his cock up under his tail if he sucked his dick good enough, a tease that, so far, had not come to sweet fruition, though the fox hoped against hope that things would change.He had to.