" What do you know about PLCs?" I asked."Quite a bit. I did some repairs and reconditioning in the field. That place was what you would call a hostile...environment." What about moisture and cold?" Same problem. Instead of sand it's water. Instead of a hundred and twenty degrees, it's freezing." Let me think about it. We might be able to use another person beginning next year. We've fairly busy right now, but I'd like to see us busier. If there's a job, it would be in January. Can you wait that. True to his training he immediately pushed his nose under my skirt. I opened my legs and squealed as I felt his tongue vigorously licking my pussy. I tried to move but without any real conviction. His tongue was hot, rough and wide. I spread my legs wider and it felt like his tongue reached into my pussy. “Oh my God” I moaned “don’t stop” and continued to rub his head. Shortly after a scream resounded throughout the house as I orgasmed. “Stop, stop” but he would not be denied. Finally I got up. ”My eyes widened. “Really?” I asked. “Why not?”“His catacombs are sealed, by the orders of the elders of the Temple. And every request I’ve put in to examine the body has been dismissed on the grounds of sacrilege! Sacrilege, if you can believe it! For some reason, those small, petty minds saw me wishing to take the bones of our sacred leader apart to examine the evolutionary differences between modern elves and ancient elves, as well as taking some minor, I hasten to add minor bone samples. Jakob didn’t turn. Morant sighed. “There are roughly fifty magistrate soldiers watching you right now. I doubt they will take kindly to you killing one of their own. It is bad enough that you took Miss Castilian hostage.”Jakob’s eyes slowly widened and he turned around. “Fuk,” he rasped. The full weight of what he’d done, and how Morant had played him settled in. He turned and glared. “Yu still don get her. She stays ‘ere.” His voice sounded like talking was causing him pain. Redness was.