And there, at the very end of Flower Street, was a mass of torches. I narrowed my eyes. A semicircle of golden-armored watchmen was formed around a ho...se. Feractian’s house. A single figure was kneeling before them all. Feractian. His blood covered the snow around him. The figure behind him raised his arm, and brought it down viciously. I heard the faint crack of a whip, and a scream. Feractian pitched forward onto his face. Two more figures suddenly emerged; one golden-armored man holding a. “I-I…don’t get this.”“What’s to get? You’re getting your ass kicked.”“Thanks.” He staggered against the ropes momentarily,before managing to right himself unassisted. Annalooked at him closely, trying to gauge his condition.She asked, “Are you okay? Are you hurt or anything?”He winced at the throbbing pain in his midsection andneck, and felt like he’d just survived a high-speedwreck–barely. “I’m. “Sweetheart, make like a little fist inside and slowly start fucking my cunt, oh god that feels so fucking great. Okay, okay, now as your fucking my cunt rotate your fist as much as you can. Oh fuck yea.” Here I am, fist fucking a woman that I just recently met and at that point in my life I realized one thing from the words that came out of her beautiful mouth, as well as her craving for uninhibited wild sex, “you can’t tell a book from it’s cover.” She looks so sweet, so lady like, so. ” Honestly, I thought that was the issue. Jude felt threatened.Or Jude was speaking for Kate and her authority issues. Or in place of Kate, who also felt threatened by Koz’s beauty and the intelligence officer’s proximity to me.Being a pretty spy didn’t help the girl’s confidence levels at all. Only Nat seemed immune. Matt was truly growing on her.“Alright. Everyone introduce yourselves and let’s get to practicing. Heather took a busy evening off of Mount Everest-sized paperwork pile. Let’s not.