His unit was so secretive that no one else seems to know what they did. They were an offshoot from GCHQ, which is some innocuous cover name for the Br...tish intelligence-gathering HQ. He prefers to say he was a mere civil servant, as that sounds harmless![I will tell you some other time about how they got together; it is a weird tale, long and complex, and involved The Personalia.]However, I want to tell you something more general about The Personalia, the powerful machine aliens we have been. He stared back until he realized that she wouldn’t relent as easily as he had expected.“How did you get away from the men following you?”“I took them to a crowded and well-occupied location as you suggested, only I picked one where the help we needed would already be on site.”“Such as?” asked Bobby with a skeptical expression on his face.“I led them to the airport. I knew that there would be a police presence there to deal with them.”“I’m surprised that the police at the airport would get. I don’t have my own life anymore. I wear what I am told to wear, go where I am told, fuck and suck any cock I am told to and even eat whatever pussy I am ordered to. So, my life is not even mine anymore. The only good thing I have, is a wonderful daddy and my boyfriend Jimmy. But even then, I had to have permission to have a boyfriend. I am just glad he was able to convince Mistress Pam to let me have him. Of course it was with the stipulation that I still had to fuck and suck to make her money. "Easy, DiNozzo. Just me. Gibbs." Boss?" Tony sounded confused, sleepy.Sexy.Gibbs winced. He hadn't meant to think of Tony like that. "Yeah. Just..." He sighed. He hated this vulnerability. "Figured something out today and don't really want to be alone. Abbs is probably out clubbing and Duck lives too far away." What is it?" Tony sat up, bare shoulders painted silvery in the moonlight. He did like to sleep nude, Gibbs remembered. How could he forget Tony versus the iguana in Gitmo.Gibbs sighed.