"She declined with a tiny smile, barely moving her lips, and she planned her sallies."Perhaps a game of whist?" he suggested, arching his brows."No, I...think cards a waste of time and energy." May I read you some poetry then, a sonnet or two? I noted many fine volumes here while I awaited your arrival? Shakespeare, John Donne?"Anne suppressed a laugh, licked her lips and shook her head. "No, thank you sir, not today. I'm not at all in the poesy mood." What was the topic of today's sermon, Miss. I called the front desk and told the woman I had ruined my kit."It melted in the stored baggage. Yes, I'm in room, four-oh-two. Yessome supplies from your Salon would be a start. Thank you Miss."While I waited I had the staff bring me the papers and some freshcoffee. I considered how to contact Syn. It had been twenty-seven dayssince I'd sent my last text and the cellphone was dead. I didn't havethe charger. It had been removed when the man had cleared the room weeksearlier.Another call and the. We were sat on the same bar stools as before by the window. I think he thought it was going to be a re-run of the previous meeting. We were sat on bar the stools chatting and tony kept staring at Gemma’s nipples that were clearly just about to do a nip slip and be fully on view, and obviously looking up her panty-less up skirt sitting position to which she kept opening and closing her legs showing him her smooth meaty cunt. Tony pulled his stool nearer to her and slid his hand up her leg. If that interfered with the peoples work, it's, well, too bad so sad.As Miami, Florida Congressman Jesse Jamison made his way from his protected parking space, his thoughts were on the upcoming elections and the Cuban Political Action Committee's financial contribution that would allow him the first class campaign he had grown accustom to. What principles and ideas that drove him into this job to begin with were replaced by the lust to remain a part of the power structure that seduces the.