They still track down Goji, still develop weapons and still collect information.St. Petersburg is the first stop for the train and where he is to meet...his contact. Claude heads from the train station one block over to a small street café. His contact is sitting at a table further away from any of the others. He is dressed in plain street clothes, not that the Black List has any standard uniform, and appears to not be carrying any weapons. Looks can be deceiving though, especially for the highly. He was now using one rough hand to tease Carter’s nipples, first one, then the other, alternating his moves with brushes of the fingers and small pulls. And all this time, he was kissing Carter like his next breath was depending on him doing so.It wasn’t like he minded. If anything, he could not care less if the world was going down in flames right that very moment.“Ah, I bought something for us,” Aron let go of him to straighten up and rummage for something in his work bag.“Ah,” Carter replied. ”“Thanks. See you in a minute.”He sighed he when returned to the padded room and sat on the bed. “Rachel’s ready to meet,” he told Joanne.“She really wants this done with.”“So it seems.”“Fine.”The padded room had robes. Joe already wore his. Joanne put on one of Moe’s. “Think you can stand working with Rachel on breakfast,” Joe asked.“I can try,” Joanne said.“Just ignore her bullshit.”“Yes Joe.”Joanne got off the elevator on the main floor and Joe continued to the second floor. He knocked. Mein ne vandana ko kaha ki mein mard se chudana chhati hoon to usne kaha mein itnajam karuni mein ne usko pucha ki kaun hein to usne kaha hamara ek aur naukar Ravi. Unko mein uncle kahae pukarati thi wo ek 40 ke hatte katte insaan thein wo roj sabare exercise karate thein wo unmarried thein unka naam sunkar mein chauk gayi aur mujhe accha bhi laga. Ravi uncle ko mein kai baar exercise karate dekh chuki thi, wo sirf pant pein hi exercise karate thein pant pe hone se unka lund ka ubhar bhi saaf.