’ Azid showed only excitement at the news but inwardly he was distraught. His brother’s organization had been remanufacturing plausible art pieces...from the broken remains of authentic pieces and using the sales proceeds to finance their terrorist actions. This new device must be examined. A way must be found around its capability to undo his past imitation art sales. He must gain this woman’s trust and use it against her. As for Ushia, she was amused inwardly that this supposed expert who had. She would find Lawrence and ask him. It was past time he heard from her. She drove to his work, this time not cowering, but waiting to pounce. She watched others come and go, and when she saw him she approached him out in the open. ‘Lawrence, Lawrence!’ She called to him and enjoyed the look of surprise on his face. She knew that feeling of surprise. She’s hated surprises ever since his announcement, and had wanted her life ordered and in control. Even good surprises weren’t appreciated.. She didn't acknowledge my presence and somehow that saddened me. After a tour of the facility I moved into an office and set about doing what needed to be done. After two days of plowing through documents and reviewing spreadsheets it was clear that I had some hard decisions to make. There was no way I would be able to keep all of the competitors workforce on the payroll and so I set about trying to figure out who to keep and who to let go. It turned out that Matty was one of their top. With a look atthe stockings, however, they were immediately wiped away.He hurried to take off his clothes, as Madame Fatale could come backwith the heels at any moment.Without thinking, he also took off his underpants, only kept his T-shirt on.He dug out the little black nylon panties from under the stockings.Fuck, they were almost transparent - didn't matter, his excitement wasgreater. But this "great" excitement now presented him with anotherproblem. Fuck, don't get hard now that would be too.