At 12 Irene expressed an interest in service to the Patron so she was sent to Lima where she learned about modern life in Latin America and developed ...anguage skills. At 18, using forged papers, she entered the military of a Latin American nation. She got some special forces training but with hard work and especially math skills she achieved her aim for something specialized with a longer service life and command span. In her case she ran the radar for, and then after 6 years basically. “I’ll have to rearrange it.” Alistair was fully erect now. “You have his telephone number don’t you?” she said as she slipped her hand inside the opening in his boxers. “Maybe arrange a Tuesday fuck instead. If that’s okay with you darling?” Alistair groaned as her hand wrapped around his hardness. “You don’t mind do you?” she asked him. It was a silly question. Of course he didn’t mind. But it wasn’t really a question. It was a statement. She was going to fuck Jeff whatever he said. . "Uh... what, where am I," you groan, unable to use your hands to massage your pounding headache. "You are in a top-secret facility," said a strict looking woman, stepping closer to you. "You and several others have been selected to undergo a series of tests - upon completion you will be assigned a life-long master to whom you will serve." What, no get off me," you shout, your arms now strapped down to the table - you've finally realized you have no clothes on. The woman pulled out what appeared. ."Who are you?" she asked of me nervously as she pointed the shotgun atme."My name is Dorothy, what's yours?" Chloe. You're .... a girl?" Kinda, yeah. Its ... complicated." I think you better come with me."I shrugged, and kept my hands up as I stepped over the broken glass ofthe door, and out onto the street.A couple of blocks walking later, I found myself looking at a what Ithink was once a sorority house. My captor had me kneel down while sheknocked on the door in some kind of code, and soon.