He looked across at Ilsa and saw her watching him closely.He threw the champagne in her face. She yelled, falling back on the bed. Clegg dived for his...jacket, wresting Ilsa's pistol from his pocket.Ilsa, wiping the champagne from her eyes, blinked as he threatened her with the weapon. "Please put your hands up, Mrs Lazlo," he said. "Or should it be Miss Lund or perhaps, even, Irena Lanz?"Ilsa glowered at him."Out of bed, please," he ordered. Ilsa got up from the bed, completely naked, her hands. He woke up alone, his wife already busy tending to their son. Just another day. He got dressed and went into the kitchen. His wife would usually prepare eggs and toast for him, but that all stopped when the prison was built. She was feeding their young son, Sam, but as Tyler entered the kitchen, she spared a glance with her dead fish eyes.The right side of her face, she only ever showed him the right side. It was the side her face had been branded. F078, the 78th citizen of Dominion’s empire.. I know you've felt the raw connection between us."Even now, I felt the buzz of lust crackling the air between us. And a fully pliant Quyen pressing into my back didn't hurt matters either. Quyen's hand was now at my joining with Trinh, alternately caressing my dick whenever it emerged and rubbing at Trinh's clit. "And you can have my ass anytime you want."The heat in Trinh's voice and the images her words were putting into my head was too much, and I was cumming, spraying Trinh's insides with. "Anthony Collins is a lucky man to have two such lovely women in his life." I have quite a handsome brother too," Victoria smiled at him. "Anyway, I wouldn't say you were doing badly." I'm not, am I? Anyway Mark, apart from Victoria, how's it going?" I'm enjoying myself immensely, Sir, and General Anthony is a wonderful boss and gives me a lot of responsibility. He's got the makings of a pretty good father-in-law too," he added with a grin."Letting you run his division is he?" Not quite, Sir,.