"So he was aiming for me, and the DA." Vanessa gasped, moving on to the SUBJECT file as she gave up on trying to understand the procedure. "Lawrence, I don't suppose you've found any traces of Oscar having something to do with Diana Cerrone did you? Either him trying to gain favor, or her trying to crack down on his affairs?"
"Maybe I'm lucky to have a stage persona that's so different from the real me, then." I already know damn well Vincent sees me as nothing more than eye candy and money. Creep. "Don't worry about it; we already celebrated yesterday." Nico's cock stirs to life in Lana's hand, the half-hard shaft forming a visible bulge underneath his black pants. "Oh, so you go around grabbing everyone's thighs, then?" Nico returns her teasing. "Not a very fair comparison, you know. Broken ribs and all."
Psychana gave the man a reassuring smile, but refused to take the money. While she and her team did endorsements, they didn't take cash payments for doing the right thing. "Oh! there's no need to pay me sir I'm just here to help out the community. But I'll absolutely make sure to drop by your shop on my rounds, make sure you're doing okay." With a pleasant nod, Psychana moved to take to the air again. After that little adventure her meeting with Fitzgerald Industries should be happening soon. But all along her flight her mind whirled with the calming presence she'd felt in her mind. It had seemed to take control of those three men so easily... it was concerning. Who was it? What was it? What did it want? Although the insinuation of its first suggestion stirred what was becoming an all-too-familiar feeling in her pants throughout her flight.
Faye shivered at the promise in woman's voice. "AH~" She fluttered her eyes, spreading her legs wide apart and threw her head back, as the fingers continued their work in her... ... Faye collapsed on the hood, her body twitching from the waves of orgasm rolling over her body. Her eyes were slightly rolled back, vacant, her mouth opened in a satisfied grin, a trail of saliva dripping down her cheek on the hood. Her shirt was opened, rolled down to her elbows, showing of her shoulders and a choker around her neck. Her full breasts moving up and down, wearing teeth marks, her nipples erect, her arms were laying along her sides. Her skirt lied on the ground. Her thighs and stockings were covered with her sex juices... car's ornament was pushing against her pussy and twitching labia, pushing her legs apart. Her panties were rolled around her left ankle, drenched from juices. Her sex juices covered the front of the car, and her legs, some of it dripping from her heels to the ground.
“The dragon head? Do you mean the triad leader Huang Daiyu?” Funny, not long ago I was thinking I should stay away from her, unless I have a good reason for approaching her. “Anyway, is there anything more about this Max Chen guy? I think we should investigate him for a bit before we decide whether it is worth the risk to approach him.”
Looking through the last file, Vanessa sees the details of several normal seeming people - their age, addresses, employment, as well as notes about their behaviours. "Hmm? I believe he voted for her - flirted with her at a fundraiser before being rejected, too. Apart from that, I can't think of anything." The old man shakes his head.
"You're a superhero." She grins, rubbing his shaft through his trousers. "Rise to the occasion." Leaning forward, she presses her lips against his.
"You mean I get to see you again for free?" The old man cackles. Heading out, Psychana flies up to the Fitzgerald Tower, landing on a balcony for a photo op as instructed. Soon, the cameraman gives her a thumbs up, and she enters a luxurious office to see a businessman inside - strangely, he has a black eye, uncommon for people like him. "Psychana. Good to meet you - thanks for taking time out of your schedule. Would you like to take a seat?"
Crystal giggles as she sees her boss' state, before reaching into Faye's purse and pulling out her keys. "C'mon, boss. Let's go - I'm driving." She moves into the driver's seat of Faye's car, pulling Faye into the passenger seat.
"Yeah, exactly." Sapphira nods. "Um, it seems like he's pretty reckless for a triad guy, getting into big, brazen crimes - probably why his boss doesn't like him."
"Hmm." Vanessa hummed, "I guess that's par for the course. I don't think Oscar takes lightly to being rejected." She sighed, showing the file to Lawrence. "What do you take of this? They seem like normal people, but they're all in the SUBJECT file." The heiress asked, double checking to see if she missed anything important.
Crystal pulled Faye - who was still out of it - and sat her in the passenger seat. Secretary pulled her boss' shirt not bothering to button it up, and locked her seatbelt. She then threw the skirt into back seat and started the engine. Soon the duo were speeding through the city.
“I see... well, that should make it a bit easier to investigate him – he doesn't seem like the kind of person who cares to carefully cover his tracks. Depending on what we discover we could try asking him about Toxin... or it could be better to approach his boss instead. If we're really lucky he might lead us to Toxin himself, without us doing anything – but that seems highly unlikely.” Azura commented as she considered their options. “You said he's working out of the Hotel Majestic downtown. Where, exactly, is that? Are there any shops nearby?”
Still smiling, he retorts, "Pretty sure I already am," as his dick grows harder, pressing against Lana's hand through his clothes. He kisses back, playing their tongues around each other.
"Thank you." she replied graciously, then sitting in the offered seat. "And it was no trouble, in fact my pleasure Mr.?..."
"Perhaps they've been experimented on - and they're being monitored to see what effects have taken place?" Lawrence offers.
"Hm, come on, boss." Crystal grins as they drive, some pedestrians catching a view of the disheveled blonde through the windows. "I don't offer free rides - time to pay." She slides up her skirt, before a hand moves behind Faye's head and starts pulling her down.
"It's in a pretty nice district." Esmerelda snatches the phone back and looks through the map app. "It seems like there's several boutiques and a small shopping mall around it." She rattles off an address.
Lana keeps her kiss light and teasing, pulling back as he gets aggressive, a smirk on her face, as she continues to play with him. "Let's see just how much..." She undoes his pants and tugs them down.
"That is... possible." Vanessa said in a grim tone, "Though the doctors didn't inform me of any "live tests" they were doing. We should investigate these people. And by we, I mean you should get one of your private investigator friends to check on them. Ask around if they're acting different from before."
