” Patterson said, now warming a little to the unexpected way the situation was developing. “What exactly do you mean, Mrs. Ling?”Wordlessly, Mia...Ling unfolded her legs and sauntered over to where Patterson sat on the deep sofa. The scent from her perfume was stronger now and the detective found himself becoming aroused as this attractive woman lowered her lithe frame into the sofa. She was close, very close, and Patterson could feel the warmth emanating from her skin as her hand brushed close. Additionally, hydroponic gardens had been established for both food and for renewed oxygen. With proper water reclamation and recycling techniques, Jackson and Braxley would be able to last for years in space. Scores of years. Neither man wanted to stay aboard the space station. Jackson had a wife and children, and Braxley, while unmarried, had his parents and a number of brothers and sisters. But orders were orders; moreover, they both realized that their families would have wanted them. " Do they do this all the time?" I asked her."Yeah. Pretty soon they're going to invite me to join them." They want you to join them?" I asked. I was careful not to sound excited but I secretly wanted them to invite us to join their sex party. I started curling my red hair between my fingers."Yeah, but I turn them down a lot," Elisa said."Why?" I asked her, but before she could tell me, Rachel looked up. She looked so hot -her hair was all messed up and Denise was sucking on her tits. . On the last picture he's got the blonde head clutched all the way down against his loins and his grin has grown even wider.The man behind the desk turns to the next page and starts reading."The woman in the pictures is belived to be Anna Smith, also known as "Agent Hooters". She is a secret agent working for a top-secret intelligence agency, operating as an independent entity but with government funding. The man who is subject of her attention is the former ambassador of The dictatorship of.