On this point Bridieseemed to read my mind."You're not to eat or drink anything from now on," she told me. "Thelonger you can go without needed the lo..., the better."I groaned. A whole day without anything to eat or drink? I'd faint fromhunger. Unless I fainted from being squeezed into this tiny corset, ofcourse.Bridie produced a pair of tan tights."Do I have to wear those?" I asked."No, Terry," Bridie snapped back. "Of course you don't have to wearthem! You can take the whole lot off, right. Anything he said was automatically the law here. Powerful men had always attracted her, and this was probably the most personally powerful man she had ever met. President Suarez could, in theory, start World War Three if she so decided, but that power was so hedged round by restrictions to prevent misunderstandings and accidents that in essence she had to abide by the consensus of her advisors' deliberations. This man could order anything. Have poison put in her coffee as easily as sugar, and. A ridiculous expense, and one she was glad to have spent. What use was immortality and fortunes upon fortunes, if one was unwilling to indulge.Sighing all the more, she refolded her legs, and waited. Not long ago, her thoughts had been on how to share this indulgence with her love for years to come; him being a member of the Invictus made their relationship a touch complicated. Now, her thoughts were on hunters, monsters, werewolves, territory being fought over by short-sighted vampires, and. As they shook their hands, Kaitlin moved closer to him. He hesitated. The masks and weapons hit the floor simultaneously as they embraced each other and French kisses. What was happening? He could not control himself as he stroked her sides and tight ass. She felt up his hard-on through his green track pants. Matt sighed heavily as she did. He picked her up and took her to the small armoury room and placed her on the table with her sexy legs dangling over the edge. Matt eased off her jacket.