The Dorniers had disappeared, skipping her small field and heading for the city.“George Peter Nine, no ammo; permission to land. Oh, Peter George ni...e, sorry.”“Circle once,” said the voice. “Who is this?”She tuned off the mike and swung wide, lining up the runway as she watched another fighter take off.She started down and the alarm went off. She smiled to herself, flared out, dropped the wheels, landed smoothly and taxied to the amourer’s area. The only other planes she had flown were an old. We have to be careful what we say." I understand that," said Eden. "But when you are back in government, make sure that cutting taxes is your priority. Get the snouts of your interfering bureaucrats out of my business. That's all I ask. I've got discussions with my senior news editors tomorrow. What suggestions for news stories do you think I should make to them?"Ivan looked around him at the two other opposition MPs who were also gathered together in Eden's smoking room. Eden was the only who. His reason for being here was entirely an adult venture. While back at the Old Flask Tavern in Glendall he overheard Cyeus Vyn, a very renowned local hero, talking about some of his exploits with foreign girls. The warrior had talked about Dwarven women, who despite their stocky and muscular males counterparts, were quite petite. Often he repeated a few relations with Naga’s, the snake women. Repeatedly he had talked about elven women, who he often commented about their fair skin and how. But mostly she wanted him inside of her. “Take me to the bedroom,” she requested. He pulled her up and she led him to the bedroom. The moonlight from outside was just enough to help lead the way. He set her on the bed and without hesitation, she began to unbuckle his belt, unbutton his pants. She took the zipper in her mouth and pulled the zipper down without delay. As his pants fell to the floor she realized that he too was commando. That made her even more excited than she already was. Just.