I turned as a marshal pulled a weapon and pointed it at me, “I think you are the one that will be going to prison.”I smiled and turned to face him...fully, “That makes this easier.”Dragon was suddenly landing on his shoulder and biting. The marshal froze and I walked to him and took the weapon before touching a vial to his throat. He shifted and shuddered as his eyes flickered. I stuck a needle into his throat and waited as he tried to move. The other marshals in the room stirred as I patted his. Irena led Julie to the same chair I had sat on a few weeks recently while they both pleasured me. Close by there was another chair with a bottle of massage oil next to it, obviously where they wanted me so I could watch and pleasure myself, the voyeur and exhibitionist in me full of anticipation.“Before we start, kiss my ass for me Charles,’ Irena whispered. “Now kiss your ladies ass. Now watch and enjoy while I lick your ladies cunt lips as she she gives my man a blow job.”Huge sexual tension. Now, though, the prospect of Zax leaving, alone, and who knows for how long, was the only thing in her mind, even if she understood that it is not as simple as he made it out to be.Zax felt palpitations in his heart. He truly was ashamed of himself for the pain he put his loved, more so when they did not conceal it. He could tell his parents were not content with the up and coming closed door session, he was grateful that little Liz was still too young to comprehend concept of a yearlong. The next morning her first mission was to a vacant three story office complex near the waterfront in Amsterdam. When she arrived, the building was empty with no clue as to where the slavers or their merchandise had gone. She did find slave rings in the floor of the basement. Linda decided to return when the Australian Open tournament was over. The slavers would be back, of that she was certain. So would the Silver Angel.Linda spent the remaining two and a half hours of her Jessie negotiated.