"Hurry up Nick, I told Pat at lunch today that we would definitely be there on time. You need to help them set up the speaker system on the pool deck ...ince the weather turned out so much better than the forecast," she rattled off without sounding a bit unapologetic for volunteering me for the job.Typical Jen, still, she knew me well. I hated dealing with icebreakers and doing something I knew so well always helped on that end. "Are they planning on using the pool? I don't want to electrocute. That was my little joke of coursesince I was the only one who knew about the Medallion of Zulo.Unfortunately, those I tasked with running Section 13 turned against me.William Karlen and Johanna, that bitch of a wife of his, let word ofAgent Z get out to the leaders of the rest of the US intelligencecommunity claiming he was a freak of nature - which for all they knew hewas. We're only talking half a dozen people, but they were a veryimportant half a dozen. The Karlens leveraged the clamour for. "Found what we're looking for. Let's find someplace private and study these."As the office door closed the sergeant jerked awake, remembering nothing of his visitors.Secure in a room in the Visiting Officers Quarters, Derek and Crystal pored over the drawings of the airbase, finding nothing that appeared to be a potential location for the Rectifiers hideaway. Then Crystal saw something odd on a diagram of the runways and hangars."Derek, what's the Forward Echelon? There's a notation on this. It’s OK to touch yourself down there. That’s right….rub your hot swollen little man while the lips pleasure your nipples. Feels so good, doesn’t it? Now slide two fingers inside your dripping pussy. Feels like a tiny little dick, huh? Finger fuck yourself for a minute or so…..now bring your fingers up to your nose so you can smell your own sex.What……the lips are sucking your nectar from your fingers. The spirit must like the taste of hot, wet pussy. Well now…….there’s the proof. You feel the.