The helicopter lands in the city, and in the parking lot Nadya is given a choice between an suv, a sedan and a motorcycle.
James looked around at the women, 'Yara, the girl who tried to rescue you from the thugs, has a place not too far from here. Might be a bit cosy, but should do until we can arrange something better.' The young man went up the ladder and led the girls outside in the alley, checking on the bouncer he had knocked out before. @Mazoku He sent a message to Rebecca, 'The cats are out of the bag. Meet us by the van.'
As Celine is absent, Seres looks around the restaurant idly, until she sees a sight she doesn't want to see. A hugely rotund man in an expensive suit, with a shiny bald head. One of her old clients. He walks into the restaurant, shown to a table but not yet having seen Seres.
The chopper lands back at the estate, and Sato leads Alicia towards the mansion, to debrief. As they approach, however, Alicia sees a sight that makes her eyes go wide. The young man rushes strides towards Alicia. "Hey there." Her protege tries to rein in his emotions at the reunion, putting on a facade of nonchalance.
Well, fuck. This is the last thing I needed... Seres sighed as she looked away from the man. Fortunately she was facing away from the man and her current hairdo and dress were very different from what she had worn in her previous life, especially when she had worked for him, so as long as she did not look directly at the man he was highly unlikely to recognize her. I just hope Celine comes back soon... She sighed again.
She feels his eyes roam over her, but there's no visible flash of recognition. "I was half expecting you to go in there after me." Celine chuckles as she returns to her seat, oblivious.
“Zach?”(Is it bad I can only guess at my character names since I don’t remember?) It was a little inappropriate for her to just run up to him, but she was elated to see him again...just...this couldn’t be after she had changed out of this? The skintight suit still clung and she only know realized she hadn’t remembered to zip the top back up all the way. Her emotions still got the better of her that she felt the need to bring him into a hug. “I think you had a growth spurt since I left.” She joked before pulling away and looking to her mission partner. “Sato, this is Zach, my student. Zach, this is Sato, a top class hunter.”
“I considered it,” Seres admitted “but decided not to rush things. I'm not so horny that I can't wait until we finish our dinner.” Only because I spent so much time masturbating last night. She admitted to herself, then lowered her voice. “While you were gone a man arrived that I know from my previous life. Fortunately it seems he does not recognize me, and I'd like to keep it that way. Still, I figured I should let you know, just in case.”
(Actually, I was hoping that you'd name him, because I totally forgot as well. Zach's head presses against her buxom chest as she hugs him close, and despite the young man's attitude, he can't help but show that he missed her. Sato and Zach share a short introduction, before Sato departs to give the debriefing himself, to give the mentor and student time to catch up. Zach walks with Alicia for a few moments, before beginning to talk. "So, how've things been for you over here?"
Alone with her thoughts, Melissa impatiently waits for Lawrence. Her hands already teasing her body, with her left hand fondling her large breasts, and her right hand teasing her clit once more. "Mmh... nnh." Biting her lip to muffle her moans, the sexy milf makes herself squirt just before Lawrence texted. "I'm really doing this." She gulped, looking for something to right on to oeave Sully a note which said "Had some business to attend to. I'll meet you at the car by 7am." After that she heads up toward the penthouse. As she knocks on the door, her sex juice was already trailing down her nylon-clad thighs. Melissa's expression was close to that of a bitch in heat, with her arousal at its peak.
She thought it was odd. It didn’t like either was too interested in more than basic politeness with each other. They were both nice people, but distrusted the other before they even spoke. Well, maybe they’d change their minds with time. It can’t be forced. “That’s...a tough question. I managed destroying a demonic artifact, a witch and a greater demon despite the lack of weapons...but it’s taking a lot of getting used to how things work...I’m guessing, you already know about that, don’t you? They sent you specifically out of everyone else because they think I’m in danger of defecting or something. I’m not. I’d never betray the order. Just...it’s been strange. I’ve actually met some genuinely nice magic users. I still put down the witch just fine, it’s not like I don’t the difference between bad and good...I’m just having trouble seeing some of these people as actually deserving to die.” She looked a little guilty. She had tried ingraining this thinking in him for years, and now he was hearing her go back on it.
Letting out a deep, satisfied breath, Erika finally collapses down onto the bed, snuggling between the siblings. "Really think I'm gonna like it here," she sighs as she enjoys the contrasting feelings of their bodies.
The door opens immediately, and she sees Lawrence in his suit, a look of pure desire writ large on his face, behind him the lavish penthouse suite. Wordlessly, he pulls Melissa to him, kissing her hard and kicking the door behind them. In a flurry of activity, Melissa feels her clothes being discarded until she's in nothing but her nylons, Lawrence's hands touch all over her, lustfully squeezing and pressing. Unlike her recent fucks with Sully and the broker, Lawrence touches her with an intensity and pure desire that transcends lust, and takes her breath away.
The pain was almost unbearable. Each wound sending signals to her brain, calling and squabbling amongst themselves for recognition. Falling into one of the few intact chairs, Rebecca surveys the destruction. "Don't think I'll be trying this again any time soon." Several of the pool tables were split in half and had an indentation in the shape of a large, three-toed hoof mark. Whoever was picking up the pieces in the subsequent investigation on the police side would have a headache. Rebecca only needed to be able to walk for the moment, so the healing was quick and dirty, enough to stop any guts from spilling out. Yara looked in much better shape, making the Druid question the wisdom of her choice of such an attention-grabbing transformation. She used her Shapeshifter's Hide to form a solid pair of boots and used them to stagger through the rubble toward the entrance to the back. Every move shot through her spine with another surge of pain, but lessening with each step. One of the bikers had crashed into the, leaving a large buckling mark, and the hinges ground with a metallic screech as she pulled it aside to rejoin with James (@unisol_gr44) at the van.
He nods. "To be honest, ma'am... I've been thinking the same way for a while now. I'm not sure it's just to not give these people a chance." He looks up at her, wanting to change an unpleasant subject. "Alice will be here soon. It seems like the order is trying to further its relations with the Bureau."
"Mmh... aaahn!" Moaning as they kissed, and stripped. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of him in nothing but her drenched pantyhose. "Haa... moore... mmmhh." She moaned as he continued to touch her body, eliciting more and more of her sweet cries. Melissa returns the favor, rubbing his crotch over his suit to get a feel of his size. Before undoing his belt, and pulling down his pants and underwear so that she could stroke it. Why does his touch feel different? Mmh. It's almost as if he wants me all to himself. Aahn.
“No, if we suddenly leave that might attract attention. Let's finish our dinner normally. He already looked at me and did not recognize me, so it should be fine.” Seres reassured her date. At least I hope so... it has been a long time since I worked for that guy – I don't even remember his name anymore...
