"Northern Lights Productions," she said.Greg smiled. He should have known she'd be the first one in the office. "Good morning, Sally," he said. "I won...t be in this morning. Maybe not at all today. Megan is ill." Oh, poor Megan," Sally said. "Nothing serious, I hope." No, I'm sure she'll be better tomorrow. In case anyone needs me, they can call my cell or send me an email." After the usual pleasantries, Greg hung up and dialed Megan's office. He left a message on the voice mail, identifying. Tirym was dead, and had been dead for several days. Rohea pulled the corpse back, so that the weight would be resting on the back of the chair and not the table. Tirym's face was in a grimace, and his eyelids were surrounded by dark black pits. Otherwise, there were no signs of injury on his body."Mages!" Rohea cursed."Aye, these look like the handiwork of mages as well," Gilmr concurred as he checked a few other bodies in the room."How could the mages have done this?" Rohea said aloud to. She pulled it down as his big fat 7″ dick popped out in all its glory. Payal’s eyes widened. With a wicked smile, she looked into Rahul’s eyes as if telling him that she liked his dick. She removed his pants completely and threw them away.Payal had both her small petite and soft hands on his big monster as she stroked his dick. She spat on his dick and applied the spit all over it, making it shine with her saliva. Rahul touched the back of her head and nudged her a bit. She knew what was wanted. Eliminates the hangers-on. If you’re willing to pay to be part of The Restoration, you’re self-identifying as a True Believer. Devout, almost.”I followed Martin Folsom for three days. His office building was twelve blocks from the RightWorld office and he walked there once every morning and once again in the afternoon. However, he didn’t go into RightWorld, not even one time. He was trim and fit and that could well be simply part of his daily exercise routine.The first night I was in town,.