Luckily there’s still some moonlight.In the riven mountains wrapped by a pea-soup fog, a young lady in fancy dress was running, as if being chased b... some nightmare. Suddenly she fell down. Alas! Such a pity! The expensive dress got partly stained by dirt, and somehow torn up a little bit. Never mind. It’s still a fine dress. Gorgeous, in fact. It’s a perfect dress for princess, showing her charming figure flattering.Her breath was soft as a feather and sweet like a lily. Her cheeks were fresh. Hugh gave her an approving nod and pulled the folder to himself. On opening it, he found four access cards and chips. He picked up the scanner, inserted a chip into one slot, removed a Naval POR chip from his sleeve tab pocket, inserted that into the other slot, ran the access card until the stop in its slot, put the scanner to his eyes and identified himself as "Hugh Victor Avers". The green lit between the chip slots and he passed the scanner to McCock who looked bemused"You'll need to. "Now?" Shannon asked in trepidation.I grinned. "Yeah, Mark and I have a busy day, so we need to do this now or who knows when we can get together."I wasn't sure which guy was shacking up with which slut. Or even in which of our three guest bedrooms we would find them. I opened the first door and blinked in shock. Their was dad, sleeping naked against Fiona. Did he choose the red-head because she looked similar to me and my sisters, or because Fiona's eyes had the same deep blue as our mother.. "But Leticia..." she began to say, but I silenced her, with a gesture of my hand."Unfortunately, two people can very easily make a pact, Monique. But, when push comes to shove, there's nothing much that one can do, to ensure the other keeps to the terms of said agreement." So that's why we never knew anything was wrong?" Alex ventured."I suppose so, sweetheart. Anyway I started looking for something ... anything that would get me back into the profession I'd trained for. Unfortunately, being.