”“Yes...” she replied.“Do Caretakers get to choose from three Heroes like I got to choose from three Caretakers?”“It is in the rules yes, ...ut I didn’t do that.”“Why didn’t you do that?”“I saw you and wanted only you.”“How did you know that I would choose you?”“I didn’t.”“You must have gone crazy when I waited to choose you.”“I did. I was so certain that you would have chosen me right away. When you didn’t it was depressing.”“I did choose you right away. However, I knew that I wanted to take. . I don't need an investigation that might tend to focus on black ops. Best to do this another way." And while we're farting around, no telling what this bastard is doing." Well ... that isn't exactly true. I've kept him under surveillance since we identified him after Hope made the first sketch. From what we hear and see, he's running scared since the shootout in Georgia." So? How does he know about that?" He's a fucking diplomat, and we both know he's involved with the slavers. I just don't. The candle's flame stretched thin, but the shape near it remained. The pillow had passed right through.The sweat on Blake's skin suddenly turned to ice. "What the fuck?" The shape was a person, he realized, because it had arms, and hands that it raised to its face. He saw the eyes again, and they were full of amusement.More details clarified before Blake's eyes, as if the shape had been in a fog that was now lifting. The shape slowly gained definition: small, thin body, a woman's body, with. .. you know ... ejaculate?"She chuckled and made the universal hand gesture for jerking off. "They jack it. With a few good tugs and a nudie magazine or sometimes just a vivid imagination, they blow their load all over themselves. Trust me, Hon, you'll never learn to give a better hand job than a man can give himself. They get too much practice. When the time comes do yourself a favor and focus on getting good at blowjobs and actual fucking instead."After that talk I started feeling horny.