That artificial alien mind loved to play word games with its lessers, and she was certain that it was playing one now. “How do you know what happene... to Murielle? There was no Praetor there to record anything!”‘That information is incorrect. A Praetor was left behind when the wormhole was sealed.’“The Praetor is lying!” Elaine suddenly realized. “It doesn’t want us to know what happened! Murielle and Miranda found each other, whether Murielle was a Phoenix or not! That’s the missing. He thought and thought. He decided he'd fuck her first, and make her give him a blow job after that.Wolf reached under the pillow Chrissy's head was lying on. He pulled out something. He moved his thumb along it's edge and a knife blade snapped out."If you move I'll fuck you up bad." he growled.He scooted down to her knees and sat on them. Then he attacked the red riding pants Chrissy was so fond of, slicing them with the knife and tearing them until she wore only panties. Those he ripped off. Carla suddenly got in a panick, she was ment to get picked up from the pub 10 minutes ago, she quickly got dressed, Jane put a dressing gown on and walked her the few yards to where her mum and dad was waiting to pick her up, Jane came back in the house laughing to herself, whats up with you we both asked, nothing it's just i can't believe we met her this morning at work and now we have all had a piece of her, JJ asked if we wanted another session in the bedroom or not because she was knackered. You are twenty-seven with a master’s in fine arts and you head the arts department of an advertising agency called Walker, Rudkin, Ryan.’ ‘Oh very good. Excellent memory but our firm is actually called Walker, Rankin, Ryan.’ ‘My apologies. Are you good for a drink this evening?’ ‘Could be. My finance hasn’t phoned me yet.’ ‘Well he can’t be expected to phone you when he’s probably with another woman.’ The blonde smiled. ‘Ah you share my suspicions Mr…?’ ‘Dunlop… Alfie Dunlop,’ said her father.