She had never felt such a thing before. Her nipple danced as the strange device sent vibrations through the cylinder, racing through her chest to her ...rain. Her nipples swelled in pleasure, her other nipple receiving the same pleasure. She didn’t know where or when Jamon would send the pleasure through the cylinders, her sight blocked by the naked sex of the servant girl that poised over her tightly clenched lips. Each time Jamon would use it the pleasure in her untrained body would make her. " I don't know of any Mage Abelard," I replied."He was Morgana's predecessor well before the Department actually came into being after the Accords were signed in 1701. He was what I suppose you could call old school, but that old school had its roots in the superstitious past and he hated semi-magical beings with a passion and his staff, of whom I was a junior member, picked up on it. Eventually he breached the early protocols set down by the Council once too often and was summoned to account. I cleared my throat to make her aware of me. A little startled, she looked over her shoulder and smiled at me, but she quickly returned to the game. I walked up beside her and saw she was a pretty damn good player, watching the steel ball bounce around before, finally, it made its way past her flipper, ending her last turn."Pretty good," I told her smiling."Just pretty good? Let's see you do better, hot shot." She stepped away from the machine.I laughed, stepping to the machine and hitting. "First, who hired you? Don't give me any bull. The first time I feel you are lying, you die. If you are no use to me why should I let you live?" Ron Spate," Barry told him. "He was fronting for Senator Berry." Mister Spate was Daddy's lawyer. And Senator Barry was the man who got Daddy released from prison." Marie looked ready to kill Barry Schultz out of hand. "He's lying. Let me kill him I deserve the chance. Please," she begged."No!" Barry yelled. "It's true! Jesus, get that bitch away from.