He owned a few establishments scattered around the village and his wife basically ran the tourist bar for him, leaving him free to operate his other b...rs and venues. His name was Renaud, a name I was to come to love and fear in equal amounts as the years passed.Many of the staff from the restaurant frequented the bar in their off-hours and I found myself there on most days chatting with Renaud and we built a rapport, which developed into some serious flirting on both our parts. He was always. “You’ve heard that people make fun of this zone. They don’t take us seriously. Some even say that this here has become a horrible place to live. I’m a blogger that tries to clarify a few things and give the outside world an alternative picture to what they believe,” I said. Her expression became more understanding so I asked again, “Are you still interested in answering some questions?”She smiles. I guess she bought that shit about educating the public because she answered, “Yeah, of course.. Addie was looking down at him, hands running through his hair, all the time moaning and the first words I recognized, “Harder, Nick, suck harder.His lips followed her dress down as it slipped away from her body, hands behind her, pulling her body to him. Addie had thrown her head back, eyes closed, her mouth silently opening and closing in lust.God, Addie was rubbing me so hard against her panties, moving her pelvis up and down so that she’d literally pushed the panties between her pussy lips. Lucas spent the next ten minutes wishing he had any job but this. The Captain took the call from the Russians in the nicest conference room, where he could be captured on camera from a position of some power, sitting in a rather large and comfortable chair. He was flanked by several of his senior staff and by Lucas and Dr. Mann. Lucas supposed that DuPont wanted things to seem both military and civilian, to remind the Russians why the fleets had come here.The first two minutes of the conference.