"Ohh I see Mary he doesn't like his wife to watch blacks using white women eh." No sir I don't think he would so, when some of your men came to my hou...e and informed me I had been seen watching I agreed to come here to try to sort it out, so you don't tell him." Well you have done that Mary standing with your tits on show," Joel laughed, Valerie chucked inside knowing Joel was toying with her as he had done to her belittling and humiliation he was good at she had no doubts about that."Tell me. The authorities didn't hand those out to anyone. It was like a badge of authority. "A station official," she realized, feeling unsettled. "Not a political appointee but part of the command staff." Feeling her confidence and dignity wane, she fell into a seat."Warming up?" He asked, sitting next to her.Grateful, Antje squeezed his thigh. "Thank you. I was getting a real chill."At least with the jacket, her daring dress no longer revealed such an abundance of skin. She was still hoping he'd not. While Marianne looked as if she might have been playing hooky from her private school, L looked in costume, a woman of thirty playing a teenager. Her petite stature helped the illusion though.Minutes after they occupied the suite and L tested the equipment with Marta and Mary and their respective suites in Chicago, the door knock began the show.The boss's girlfriend looked the part of a gangster moll, blonde with fake tits. Even her ass had been augmented."Ooh, schoolgirls. You didn't tell me. Not a lot of notice Admiral," Martin spoke from inside the armored Hopper that had been transformed into a communications platform. He sat in the high backed chair, Dysea standing behind him."I know Marty, but after talking with Paul and Anisa it's something I feel we need to do." Admiral Wallace spoke.Martin looked at Dysea briefly before turning back to the small monitor. "Meaning no disrespect sir, you're asking me to possibly endanger everything we have built here over one woman's family. A.