’‘Blow job,’ coaxed Hardman,‘Yes, Sir,’ replied Kim, ‘I know what a blow job is, Sir.’‘Well are you going to stand around there all da... talking about it, Miss Clarke, or are you going to do it? Or... perhaps your pretty little apology just now was so much bullshit?’‘No, Sir...’ Kim began, but Hardman interrupted,‘?No? you won’t do it, or ?no? you’re not full of shit?’Damn him! Kim imagined the terror the man must be cross-examining witnesses at trial, but finally managed to regain some. Errol was very nice about it though, he allowed me to share his bed, so of course we practiced our love scenes a bit more, well a lot more actually, he says I’m getting better at it now.Must dash darling, Errol’s taking me to the beach this afternoon, he says I need to get an all over tan! Bye". The following day."Hi darling, Well Errol and I practiced some more last night and again this morning, I can deep throat him now without gagging! I’m starting to get very brown already, so Errol put. By this time Cody had started fumbling through his drawers, intent on finding something when he started going through my drawers and to be blunt, he was pissing me the fuck off now. I was already standing by my bed when he started in on his bullshit story on sexuality, so it took me no time to hurry over to him and slap him upside the head. It didn’t cause the reaction I wanted, he barely stopped looking long enough to acknowledge the fact that I had smacked him. So I did what any sensible. Shafiq was rudely shaken awake by one of her team members. She looked at the clock beside the bed and saw that it was not yet eight o'clock. She looked at her companion for an explanation."It has begun," he said simply.Shafiq threw the bedclothes off and quickly pulled on her jeans and a fleece before darting through to the sitting room of the safe house. The TV was tuned to Sky News and the banner that scrolled across the bottom of the screen read Breaking News: suspected bird flu outbreak..