Jessica didn't know what to think when Alex breathed out a smoke screen like a dragon. Jessica had never seen anything like it, but whatever it was it...smelled delicious and nothing like the rancid stench of cigarettes.Unfortunately it was only a few seconds before the good scent blew away and the lingering scent of cigarette smoke had returned. Jessica was trying not to gag.Alex turned to her. "Want to try my inhaler?"Oh, i couldn't. You're not supposed to use other people's prescriptions."Alex. Based on its appearance, it had been worn a lot but it was meant for a smaller girl... perhaps for Becky a year or more ago. The knitted fabric was stretched almost to the tearing point and the outline of the girl's heavy-duty brassiere was clearly evident to his view. His cock lurched under his robe as he mentally stripped off the buxom youngster's clothes."Help us Lord... help young Becky to gain the spiritual knowledge of Your goodness... help her to relax and receive Your complete blessing. She was staring at him with dry eyes, no tears were left to shed. Anu almost got up from his seat but restrained himself. She wordlessly put forth her hand as if begging. With an effort she croaked one word, ‘Fotu…(photograph)’ Sensing something unusual the guards descended upon her like hawks, caught her by arm and dragged her away. She continued mumbling ‘Fotu, mera fotu…(photograph, my photograph)’ Anu could not bear this. He immediately left the hall complaining of sudden headaches. He. For ‘The Confederacy’, that is. They brought me into the NSA to help with the clean up of that agency and the rest of the intelligence services. Shortly after that, I was made aware of your existence and was given to believe that my reward for my efforts would be an eventual extraction and a new job out in the colonies. The Agency has been receiving copies of most, if not all of the Colony reports and after-action reports, both about the Sa’arm and other incidents. I have a pretty good idea of.