?Tabby blushed a deep crimson and mumbled, ?Yes, Mistress.? Hanging her head she settled into the opposite corner.?Now, now little one. There is no ...eason to hang your head.? I chuckle softly. ?Move closer and sit by me.?As Henri pulls the car from the curb to begin our drive to the airport, Tabby squirms across the wide bench seat to sit in the middle. As she moves, I pull the back of her skirt from under her butt, so that she is sitting on the cool leather. A quiet gasp escapes from her. Not to mention that she is like me, only interested in pussy." Kasi says with a smirk as she walks up to her sister and that mammoth member that is sticking strait up from hir groin. She reaches down and grabs her sister by the wrists, pulling the smaller feline up off her bed "now get out! I need to get ready before Violet shows up and I don't want you or that filthy cock around when she does."Dylouna only groaned, not helping stand up in the least, laughing a little at hir big sisters. The computer's monitor sat on a wooden desk that ran along the far wall,opposite the door as one entered the room, with the machine itself, abig square box, resting on the floor next to the desk. He had a fancykeyboard and mouse on the desk, fancier to help with computer games ifshe remembered correctly. Also, a modest office chair sat in front ofthe desk to complete his 'computer-station', as he sometimes called it.Eric's computer wasn't sitting there idle with him gone though. Instead,it was. 'Lord God, is that guy one heck of a salesman.' She thought.MONDAY 2:45 P. MDowntown, Chicago, ILMax Aldmen was Homeland Security's ultimate go-to guy. He and his 'traveling circus' were the locusts that the department let loose on ... real problem spots. With Agent Martin's assassination, Chicago had just become the agency's number one 'problem' spot. The unspoken orders were very clear, 'Find something, or someone. We don't care what, or who.' Aldmen intended to carry out those un-orders to.