"If the local authorities need assistance, have Admiral Jamerl give them a Spartan as an advisor. We have a meeting with Dilios and Arete in an hour a...d I want to eat breakfast before we see them." She stopped next to Selene and took her hand. "Are we still on for dinner this evening? It is Lynwe's birthing day."Selene's steel blue eyes twinkled at her. "Of course." She answered with a smile. "I've made her favorite. She thinks everyone has forgotten."Tarifa glanced at Aihola quickly and smiled. They had heard nothing further after Van's piercing scream from the edge of the bluff; the sounds of the car's plummet and crash below did not carry past the brink of the hill. They were left to wait and wonder at the outcome of the shooting, and the meaning of the scream - fearing the worst.Eventually, they saw Pete come walking briskly to his patrol car and grab the radio mike through the window. He spoke into it for several minutes, before he replaced it and began walking to Sandy's. The blunt torpedo shape was meant for nothing more, or less, than penetrating her most intimate part.Now that she'd gotten it home, she was oddly hesitant. She stood it on her nightstand and turned on the shower.When she got out, warm and flushed and pink, it was waiting patiently. Sleek. Unyielding. Implacable. There would be no give to it, no warmth other than what traces her own body might impart.She shivered.Allison peeled back the covers and sat on the edge of her bed. She caught sight of. ..with a smile on her face. If she tried to report him for blackmail and abuse all he would do would show pictures of a smiling slut sucking cock and posing with a smile on her face. "I've got c***dren. I can't get away just like that. Please...I'll do what you want, but I can't get cover..." Not my fucking problem slut...be ready when I ring...now fuck off!.....wait... and one more thing..." He walked over to her and roughly stuck two fingers into her dripping wet pussy, "see this cunt.