After you get a little better handle on yourBaraandi life, you will begin to understand." I hope so. Right now, this is all very confusing." BACK AT T...E HOUSE, JUST AFTER LYDIA'S DEPARTURE...Kendall knocked on Lana's door. "Lana, we need to talk." Go away! I don't wanna talk to anybody!" Maybe you don't want to, but you need to, so you have achoice, either let me in and talk to me now, or wait foryour sister to get back and have to deal with both her andme."After a pregnant pause, the door. We werenot part of the country during the war, but we were on the wrong side,and we too were affected by what happened. The genetic bombs erased thewomen. The choice was between joining the country or cease to exist. Asthe inhabitants of an island, several hundred miles off of the westcoast, our race would have died out. We needed breeders, and once wesigned onto the government's contract, we had them, many of our menvolunteering, sacrificing for the good of our people.Today, our island is. “Can I see you again? I really enjoyed fucking you” he thanked her. “Of course. You,re a great fuck and I very much want to feel your cock deep in me again so here,s my number!” she handed him a stiff piec of paper with Amy 506-7845-1213 printed on it. “Ring after 7 pm Alec Honey and we can arrange our next meet.” A.ec drove her to a point just under a block from her aunts house “If we get nearer someone may recognise me and I,m not ready to tell my Dad about you yet Alec.Promise Inwill, but. " You're a star, Reg." I am. See you, mate."Chris Baker now had Reg's telephone number and a week in hand. He discovered that Reg ran a pub that fronted for a brothel. He rang his contact in the Surrey Police. He was rung later by an Inspector Roy Lamb from the Metropolitan Police.After brief pleasantries Mr Lamb asked, "How did you obtain this information, Mr Baker, and why? It's hardly necessary to go and find a curfew breaker in a brothel when a visit to his house would confirm that he had.