Lei left to take care of the boxes and the FedEx driver handed Roger the computer for Roger to sign. The driver left with out saying a word.A couple o... hours later Roger told Lei that he had some things to do and that he would see her at home. She nodded and smiled.Roger walked out to his SUV and saw that the boxes were stacked neatly in the rear of the car. The six boxes were not as large as he thought they might be, actually they were quite small, and he had no idea what could be in them that. She turned around, leaned against the counter, and shoved her ass out and looked over her shoulder dramatically. "Maybe I'll work on my ASS tan!"Both girls broke out in laughter as Jo once again spanked her friend's firm ass, making it quiver seductively. She then reached down, pressing her ass against Chase even more, and pulled Nikki's bikini bottom up like a things between the teen's ass cheeks. "There, that'll make for a better ass tan line girlfriend!"Despite all attempts at self control. The patrol’s brass adamantly denied they had quotas for the number of tickets troopers were expected to issue but, like any bureaucracy, the patrol depended heavily on statistics to rate the performance of their troopers. Every trooper knew they needed to write a certain number of traffic tickets every shift if they wanted a chance to advance up the promotional ladder. Rod very much wanted to move up in the department. In fact, he could imagine himself being head of the patrol one day. He had. Make sure they are reminded to stay quiet, no questions, no mention of guild business at all under pain of death,” ordered the Grandfather of Assassins.Turning to the leader of his personal bodyguard detail he gives one explicit order, “Find the ones who run this network of ours, who have betrayed us…no it may not be Master Gordon, a power play seems to be brewing, and so those traitors have only one last task to perform…food for my collection of tigers in the dungeons…and make sure they die.