For Rebacca, my twenty-two year old daughter, I suppose the choice was pretty easy. She had been pulled into the murky world of post-Cold War espionag... by accident, a ploy that had backfired on her abductors who had figured that they could use her to get to her mother - incidentally, my boss. Not only did Becky escape their clutches, she managed to sabotage enough of their vehicles so that the cops had everything on a silver platter. For an ordinary sixteen-year old, that must have been. I sauntered over, my cock pulsing and growing, it was clear from a distance that the photos she had sent me earlier were a true reflection of her. In the flesh she was even hotter. She had done a good job on her heavy makeup - slutty red lips and loads of mascara. The black dress she was wearing barely contained her beautiful heavy globes, and I could immediately see that she was wearing stockings. She looked like perfect fuck meat.I opened her car door ‘Evening Kels, you ready to get ruined?’. I will inform him of your call. He may or may not choose to return it. If you have routine business, I can have a member of his staff contact you.”“I have a reply to an order from the Council.”“Why would you need to reply? The Council will assume your compliance.”Jake ran his hand over his mouth and chin. What was with these people? Was their control over the other mind readers so firm that no one ever questioned their orders?“It’s not that simple. Issues have come up with this one.”She. ”“Out of love?”“Out of despair.”She nodded, her eyes brimmed with tears and her hands before her in a vain gesture. She realized then they were still at her doorstep, and she had forgotten to ask him in as they had stepped out of each other’s lives and had become strangers again. She watched him leave, walking hurriedly in the streets bathed by the palest of moonlights. She only entered when she could see him no more, once darkness had engulfed him. The night was peaceful. She slept through it.