"Yes, I am Marina." And you are a Siren, right?" Argeo ventured forth."Yes," Gabriel admitted. After all, that was known to the clan already.Cinzia no...ded. "And this means you can breathe underwater." Not that it did me any good last time," Gabriel admitted."Okay, listen, Marina," Cinzia commanded. "You want to get out of here.So do we. If you help us then we help you." You are prisoners of the Black Rock Clan too?" Clan?" Argeo asked."Not exactly," Cinzia admitted. "It doesn't matter. Will you. I have everything I need in the room, the maid comes in the morning while I am sleeping and cleans the room and leaves.This all started once when I had just woken up and I was taking a pee in the bathroom I had not latched the door as I was still in my sleep. All of a sudden the door opened behind me and I looked back – it was my maid starring at me she started giggling and did not close the door. I also did not say anything; I just pulled my boxers up and went back on my bed. She came in she. Something was definitely off the rails here."Mr. Vice President," he began this time with some trepidation. "We suspect, based on soft evidence, that an al Qaeda sleeper cell has been activated and is prepared to attack you before you leave town, today." He put up a hand when I started to object and kept going."We have intercepted numerous coded messages that are consistent with the communication methods used by the Russians during their inexplicable foray into Afghanistan in the eighties. That. " ** DeathsServant purrs and nods, pushing on your shoulders to stand up, running his eyes thoughtfully over you. ** creature stares at you and moves her leg to rub on yours and smirks ** DeathsServant smiles, his eyes glazed with raw lust, shivering at the feel of your leg. Reaching out, he takes your hand and pulls you to your feet, inclining his head towards your bedroom in a silent command for you to go there. ** creature smirks and raises an eyebrow and stays where she is, wanting to.