He walked over to her and leaned across the desk. In a smooth voice, he said, “Hey, Babe.”“What can I do for you?” Claudia asked. She did her ...est to look absolutely professional and to not show her irritation at how he addressed her.“I’ve got an appointment with Magus,” Vincent said.“Are you Vincent Sapros?” Claudia asked.“Yes, I am. I’m sure that you’ll want to remember the name, Babe.”Ignoring the comment, Claudia said, “Magus suggested that you might want to cancel your appointment with. Uninspired.No, their punishment must be more severe. Tailor made to fit their self-serving nature. A reliquary for their crimes.The Kitsune smiled wryly. She knew what to do.It was simple really. Top laners were prone to fucking over their own team to satisfy their urges to fight the opposing top laner. Thereby, it only seemed fair that, as punishment for such actions, they spent time fucking their opponent to satisfy her cravings. It would be just how they like to fight: one on one; a brutal. It was the annual inspection and cleaning of the trucks. Suddenly he felt a buzzing in his pocket. Message had come on his phone. He pulled out the device and read the text. Two minutes later Todd was in front their bedroom. He entered the room quietly. The lights were still dimmed but the man saw her clearly enough. His pregnant young wife was still lying on the comfortable double bed. She was naked with spread legs. He approached the bed with silent steps. His shoes were downstairs so he was. Passing the castle she went to a little used wing and took readings, satisfied she set her plan for that night. Checking her network she had no messages about any traps but still wasn't sure, something didn't feel right.That night a shadowy figure moved with ease through the moonless night, the guards were on high alert, someone had leaked information that the official's life was in danger. Phasing through the walls she snapped the MTM off to conserve power, this having saved her life a few.