She had turned down many proposals hoping that Frank would come to ask her to be his wife. She felt she loved him more than any person alive."No, I've...had enough," Frank replied. She was wearing a red silky gown off the shoulders and showing plenty of cleavage. She sat in an erect manner with her beautiful ebony hair pinned up to show her thin neck with a cameo choker of black silk ribbon. Frank had given it to her last Christmas. She said it was her favorite item because it came from. “But why not? I do like you.” She reached up behind her neck and undid the top of her dress, sliding it down, allowing her massive tits to swing free. “I like you an awful lot.”I groaned inwardly, her tits were spectacular.“Don't you like me?” she pouted, stepping forward, her tits pressing through the metal bars of the cell, her thimble sized nipples pressed up against my chest, poking me. “You liked me the other night. And I loved what you did to me, what we did together.”“I..” I. " She left, closing Jen's door.She went out into the kitchen, finding JR Harper's number in the phone book, and dialed.His little brother answered. Will, she thought. "Is Ryan there?" she asked."No." Well, when's he coming back?" she demanded."I don't know! I think he's at baseball practice." Well, you tell him to call Jen as soon as he gets home, okay? Or to come over." Sure." Don't forget!" I won't! I'm writing it down as we speak!" Good. Good-bye." Bye."She went back into Jen's room. Jen. Beyond that, I need to think about what to do with you. Having you as an ‘extra’ is not part of how we normally operate, but teams often like having a little more security. In fact, a team requested additional support.OverwatchNovember 9, 1976, Location: UnknownMy name was Saber. No, I did not legally change my name from Derek White and it was not a nickname I liked to use. It was my codename and call-sign. Michael told me yesterday that two of his teams were combining for a black operation and.