I could see one man drink-in my scents as I brushed past him, they appeared dirty and unkempt, oily matted hair, something a refreshing shower would c...re, but dirtiness somehow appealed to a female in heat, and as if on cue, I had stopped at a row of DVD's aptly titled 'Gang-banging Sluts', and nervously picked up the title, as one of the men sidled alongside, 'He will put it on for you', referring to the DVD and a private show, four became five as they moved closer, the ache between my legs,. So when the hustle and bustle changed pitch, he turned to check things out.Down the double row of trucks strode a figure in black full body armor. Only Elite Troopers wore that incredibly expensive type of armor. As well as being impervious to most small arms, the smart-carbon pieces could adapt to the coloration of their surroundings in combat. Otherwise, the stuff defaulted to an intimidating polished black. The Trooper left a wake of gaping soldiers in his wake. Elites were seldom seen. Maybe we can have dinner together sometime?”“Well, if aren’t busy on Friday night come to me for dinner, you know where I stay.” I proposed, nonchalantly.“Deal, I’ll definitely be here,” he answered, with a warm smile.I thought about Gareth all week. He was as sexy as hell and very appealing to me. We had also interacted effortlessly on the wedding weekend, but I kept reminding myself that although he was experiencing a glitch in his life, Gareth was essentially straight and there would be no. ”Inside, there was a reception area with a young lady busy on the phones and computer. They were all ushered into the next room. That room was a medium-sized waiting room with two offices immediately off one side, and a corridor leading further back into the building. Apparently, the building was deeper than it looked from the street. There was another couple sitting there waiting. They were all asked to sit. Mr. Le Clerc went back up front and came right back with a leather folio. He opened it.