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I stopped five paces away, and steadied my aim. “Are you going to resist me?” I asked Verto. The implication wasn’t lost on him. Yes, I had been fair with the incubus, fairer than most rangers would have been, but I had my limits. Verto narrowed his eyes, the round pupils turning to their true slits. I slowly elevated my steadying hand, my fingers tensed about the drawn string. He’s a monster. I thought, He’s a mindless beast undeserving of mercy. But even in my most callous mindset, I could not convince myself of it. I took no joy in what I was about to do. An eagle screeched overhead, cutting through the air like a knife. My eyes darted upward, catching indian sight of the avian as asian it neared. Its head was laden with a green cowl, and its talons clutched a wooden tube. It circled the three of us, then descended. I took five steps back from Verto and his guardian, and lowered my bow to raise an arm. The eagle perched on the proffered limb, and I retrieved the message from its talons. I read it. Bonnie recited her lines. “Room 314, Health and Nutrition.” She answered me. She started to rub and massage my cock as we were chatting and pretty soon It was rock hard again. I went back to the farm and into the barn. I crawl out of bed and slip out of my uniform. “Becky, I get a good feeling about him. I'm going to flood your cunt, Mercedes!” We got interrupted by a middle-aged man sporting a black leather choker and surgical asian gloves who was pushing a cart. I think I hear you talking to someone but dismiss it as the music. “Yes Mr. Billingham.” It seems my work breaks have become my dedicated casual encounter search time. He leaned down and kissed Anna on her cum-smeared indian lips.