I did NOT want to be asked that question!There was some stuff about why the S&T office had held me: "Because of Mark Anderson's genius, Moran had sent...him to Wright for more appropriate testing, which had involved IQ and similar types of tests." They were just spouting inoffensive, bland crap. In none of the articles was there any mention of my being suspected of having mind control powers. The senior DHS bosses would know about that, but they weren't saying. No doubt because they could imagine. I focused my auracularsa pair of enchanted binoculars Sam whipped up that allowed you to see a persons auraon the people on the ladders. There was something weird in the air, glowing lines, and the men moved their arms like they were drawing an arc in the air. Theyre making a portal, Desiree muttered. That definitely made them Patriots. Only the Patriots and Liliths followers knew that spell, and no man followed Lilith. Why do they need one so big? I asked her. The portal finished, shimmering. She was not in the phone book. Nevertheless, the envelope had arrived, correctly addressed. These people had known where she lived. Malcolm had also avoided the question of how and why she had been chosen to receive the card, but had made it clear that there was nothing random about her possession of it. And how had the card been delivered? Claire began to feel that her original fears had been justified. What had drawn their attention to her?Claire threw the forms in the trash, then pulled them. I don't know how much time had past, but we must have stayed in thatposition for at least 4 hours. Then, Thomas finally cummed into me, and Ihad my first orgasm. I screamed in pleasure, it was the most wonderfulsensation that I ever felt. I felt my tit's swell as I pressed his memberdeeper inside me, all the way. I had another orgasm. It was perfect. Iloved it so much, I wished it would never end. But eventually it did, andwe both went to sleep. Me, with a great smile on my face, this was.