”With a lovely laugh, Lois inquired, “Are you asking me to play Mata Hari to Keating?”“No, first because you’re smarter and better looking t...an the historical Mata Hari, second because you don’t have Mata Hari’s visibility as a dancer that the Senator might watch in a theater and meet afterwards, and third, because we’re probably going to be more effective using our own people to get talking to his staff.”“Oh hell. Well, maybe I can be Mata Hari in here. Give me a couple of minutes.” She went. “Sometimes I find the wrong person to be quite useful as well.”“I’ll have to take your word on that,” Karen said.Magus said, “Well, I should let you get to work now.”“All right,” Karen said. She went into the office and noticed that there were now two desks in there. One desk had a stack of philosophy papers on it. She quickly figured out that was where her son worked based on his comments of the previous evening. The other desk had a stack of manila folders.She noticed that the top folder was. So I let it kill.The werewolf howled as I seized its neck. Thick muscles resisted my hand. But they weren’t enough. I snapped, laughing my dark pleasure as it went limp with a whimper. I heaved the body up in one hand, holding it as a promise to the other beasts tearing through our camp.They would die.Warlock FaorilXera darted out of the tent after Thrak. I shuddered, struggling to regain myself. I had cum so hard. Xera’s seed swam on my pussy. I seized it, shuddering as her sexual energy burst. She would go between the three of us and make comments about us being away from home and asked us how long it has been since we were ‘satisfied’ We all though she was joking. In the mean time I was talking to my wife on the phone and told her about the woman and her husband. My wife was really getting turned on and told me to go ahead and flirt back with her. Now my wife is not at all overweight and very attractive. And I told her this woman was just not my type. She looked very old and I.