She is blindingly oblivious to all of it and I notice its not an act. She truly doesn't notice and she truly doesn't care. This made me smile. She wil... serve me well.Once we are in and settled she shows me to where I'd be staying upstairs. Her bedroom. She stands in the doorway blocking my exit, and asks me what do i want. Then grins and leans in. "Do you want me master?" Then licks my lips. I lift up her dress. No panties. My wet finger tells me she's ready right now. I push her down to her. Motels are great for many reasons, they have outdoor corridors, they usually don't have security and cameras, they are a cheap form of lodging so they attract a less judgmental client and, lastly, they always seem to have comings and goings all night long. On this particular occasion that I'm going to describe I was at a motel in a large southern city, located in the transient side of town and it was a hot summer night. I had spent the evening quite uneventfully to the point that I decided to. Sub Two has already taken over a ship at Borgia-Home, and he'll pull out the victims there before the shit hits the fan. It's going to be tricky, but I think we can undo the damage they've done. Fortunately, there are only five hundred subjects to find homes for; thank goodness for 'luxury pricing.'"When the Borgia plot to destroy Earth had first been revealed, Prime had been willing to settle for crushing the Borgia culture, without actually exterminating the race. Then he'd found out that the. “Next time,” I said. My face was covered in sweat despite the fact I was flat on my back and moving my arm only a few inches. I was going to be pretty sore pretty quickly when my session finally came to a merciful end.Liz nodded slowly.“Brea is staying here,” she told me. “She’ll help you into your sling after you get cleaned up. Are you staying in today?”I nodded again.“Dayton is going with us,” Bobbi said.“Good,” I said. I still worried about Liz going out in public even though I knew Bobbi.