Continuing to type away, as if unaware of what was going on, she leaned forward for a moment, peering into her screen, before leaning back in a slump,...waiting for the blanket to fall like she expected.When the blanket did indeed fall, albeit much farther than she had expected, she quickly grabbed it in her other hand, covering up her briefly exposed breast, glancing over at Peter and seeing him watching her.“Um, sorry.”“Tally, what’s going on? I mean, you’ve been...” his voice trailed off, just. "Throw out your weapons and come on out, the I.G. troops have been taken care of. It's safe now." With apologies," a male human voice echoed from the bay. "But not until I see someone who isn't in an I.G. uniform and am sure it isn't a trick." All right," she called back. "Don't get trigger happy, I'm coming in."The scene within the bay was appalling. Dead humans in uniforms and civilian clothing, wounded, and a group of Cheryii females and children behind the humans still standing. . Ok lets go to the video recording studio. Theres a couple other ways to make money now too. Frank explained to her as he led the willing dimwit into a small room back behind the counter. There was a small four poster single bed in the center with the head up against the wall. Cameras on tripods were on both sides of the stained mattress and another small camera was mounted on the wall by the head to get face shots. White silk ropes with loops on the end were attached to the posters. Some ball. ? Wir standen noch eine Weile schweigend da und betrachteten die beiden.?Wer wird gewinnen, was meinst du?? fragte mich Dimitri nach einer Viertelstunde. ?Eigentlich h?tte ja Valerie?? Ich wies auf meine kleine blonde Masochistin. ??alle Tr?mpfe in der Hand. Sie ist klein leicht und Schmerzen machen dieser Schmerzschlampe nicht das Geringste aus.? ?Masochistin?? Ich nickte. ?Und was f?r eine! Aber sie bewegt sich viel zu viel! Sie verbraucht viel zu viel Energie.? ?Ina ist meine Sklavin. Sie.