When the former Czech intelligence agent started to introduce his colleagues to the grubby document expert he was cut off. ‘Call me…Viktor,’ obv...ously making up a name on the spot. ‘Alright, Viktor,’ Alan said, extending his hand out, but it was not taken. ‘You have the document?’ Alan nodded, and handed it over, and the three of them followed Viktor into his work room. Viktor held it up to the light, looked at the wordless parchment wordlessly for a few seconds, and then clamped it down on a. " I gasped a little at her commanding tone. "Now, dear."With more than a little hesitation, I stripped. Anne took my clothes into another room. My cock was hardening at the situation and my mind raced with where the evening was going. "Good, now secondly, you are to address all the women present as madame, or mistress. Anna included. Thirdly, tonight's safe word is panama, I trust you know what a safe word is?" Anna's mother didn't waiting for a response. "Good, finally, are you clean? Free of. An accident. You were so thirsty, like you were just now...so thirsty that you hurt me." She struggled to her feet, her black gloved arms stiff at her sides, "I don't need you anymore." He reached out to touch her cheek but she flinched away, "What are you saying? Are you Victor's now?" Her fangs slithered out, "I belong to none! Get away from me." He smiled, revealing his own, but his blue eyes were cold and glinted off the light that reflected off the angular planes of his face. "Fine, if. He’d always thought she wasbeautiful, but today she looked especially sexy. She wore a black, form fitting shirt and a long, green,cotton skirt with a slit running up the left side. Herbrown, wavy hair was up. She’d slipped her feet out ofher black pumps when she’d folded her legs underherself to sit down. Her lips were full and glisteningfrom the chap-stick she’d just applied. She was such aknock-out. He couldn’t believe any man had ever wantedto leave.