I suck at poker. My facial expressions are understandable, like a boner at a nudist camp. She smiled coyly, and said, ‘It’s a small world. We have...a mutual acquaintance.’ Intrigued, I asked,’ Who?’ sounding oddly owlish. ‘Samantha Watson. Her law firm represented me in Los Angeles. After they won my case, I needed someplace safe to hideout for a while. When I mentioned my brother lives here, Samantha said I should look you up if I needed help. She said if I felt in danger you’d keep me safe.’. And she didn't disappoint, answering the door in a camo tank top and some short pj bottoms, with lots of cleavage showing up top and those sexy legs of hers running all the way down. She looked at me quizzically for a heartbeat before a big grin crossed her face and she grabbed my hand, pulling me into the house.Shutting the door, wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down into one of the best kisses I have ever had. Not one to be slow on the uptake, I tossed the whiskey into the chair. Despots did not last. We had what was called the ‘rule of law.’ It wasn’t perfect but was better than any alternative we had found. The British haven’t had that happen.“Second, we learned that people were different and found what worked for them in different ways. The British do not admit that. To them, natives who aren’t their obvious equals in their type of technology are automatically inferior.“I guess a third item would be that they have some technology to traverse between stars and yet it. My fingers stroked his hardness. My eyes stared into his. He froze. That’s when I knew I had power. He was mine. I remembered all those nights of listening to dad telling mom what to do and now it was my turn. My hands pulled down his pants as he gasped, biting his lips, holding onto the desk white knuckled. No words. Just muffled sounds so not to alert the employees. I unbuttoned his shirt and kissed his hairy, muscled chest down till I was on my knees. I twisted his nipples as he moaned for.