..” He pauses to look at his notes. “ ... Agent Strandon is responsible for stopping him.”“Who was the sniper?” the president questions.“A... ex-special forces soldier, Lieutenant Vincent Mathsen,” Newl discloses.“I see,” McKinsey says. “Any news about my daughter’s abductors?”“Not much yet, sir,” the agent says. “Director Cornelius has given an update. The TDF are still conducting a raid on the terrorist’s location.”“Keep me posted if you would,” the president says.“That was Sam slumped over the. Another knock. I return to the door, asking again who’s there. No response. “Look whoever you are I am not in the mood for pranks so please just leave me alone!” Loud and with much attitude hoping whomever it is gets the picture. I turn again to walk away.“Baby girl.” So soft I could barely hear it. My heart pounds in my chest. I want to run away and to him at the same time. So many emotions, I don’t know what to do.“Baby girl, please open the door.” He sounds so lost, so defeated. I open the. Paul turned his head and for the first time properly appraised the naked figure beside him. She wouldn’t look out of place in Nudeworld, although she was probably actually even more perfect than the denizens of that carefully rendered world. Her bosom was larger than the human average, which was quite normal in Paul’s favourite virtual universe, and her figure was a pleasing but not over-exaggerated hourglass. Her face had the smoothness of a child’s but her lips were fuller, her eyes larger. I payed for a room with my credit card. No one asked why we had no luggage at all. In the lift I slipped my hands under her top and discovered that her nipples had been pierced since she left home. I reached under her short skirt, her pussy was smooth (waxed or shaved?) and she had piercings through her outer labia. She moaned as I stroked her slit, finishing with her clit. She made no move to discourage anything that I did to her. I thought, This is not the woman that I used to know. Once.