Stacey was one of the senior girls of the St Trinians Alpha Sorority. One of the top operatives, she had had very little time to prepare for this miss...on. The briefing had been given on the way to the airport.The Japanese Operatives had done their job well - the JAL flight had landed at Tokyo airport less than two hours previously and Stacey had been prepped and ready for the mission for almost thirty minutes now. The noise of the Ty Ling bar was loud but polite - the Japanese businessmen vocal. This time, half of the hall was empty, only a few hundred people milled about the lighted space. A flourish of horns sounded and the king and his retinue swept into the cavern. His cabinet was dressed is colorful finery and their staffs were presented with severe cuts of official looking garb. When the last had entered the hall, every person present bowed down before his majesty except for me and Reena. He was quick to notice my lack of respect and tried to glare me into submission. I stared. Iden was appropriately endowed for his stature, his manhood thick and vascular, throbbing in the air as she reached out to brush it with her fingers.He flinched, baring his teeth as she weighed it in her hand, her digits scarcely able to meet around his girth. This was another tool in his arsenal when it came to courtship, his partners were never disappointed once he got them into bed. Isabelle was one of few women who had probably seen bigger. For all he knew, a male dragon’s manhood might be. ‘I think it’s time we got engaged.’ Hanna’s eyes lit up. ‘Me too.’ ‘When do you want to do it?’ Jovita asked. ‘And who’s going to get a ring for who?’ ‘We can go ring shopping together in a couple of weeks. Let’s exchange rings on Christmas. Then we’ll have the entire day to be together.’ ‘Let’s do it at Rockefeller Center. It will be perfect,’ Jovita suggested. ‘Sounds good,’ Hanna agreed. The pair went from a gentle embrace to a tight hung before bringing the desserts and coffee out to the.