Level Q1 agent Barret burst into the private quarters of supreme commander Codrian. Up until then, he had so much been consumed by the importance of his message, that only now, he stopped and realized that he might very well be signing his own death warrant one second from now. "Yes?" The SC was standing with his back to him, pouring himself a drink. There was no way back. "Sir, the package has escaped! Her cell door just sprang open one minute ago! She must have had help from outside, hackers from ASIDE perhaps, or..." Codrian raised his hand, silencing him, and turned around.
"Actually, that door sprung open over three hours ago, agent Barret. Their hackers have been cloaking that information for as long as they could, and it has taken our intelligence until now to break through..." He paused for a moment, and Barret was sure what this calm demeanor meant: he was dead!
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She had completely lost control over the situation! Her arms were taped behind her back, crossed upwards, and secured to her upper arms. Her feet stretched out, failing to reach the floor. He kept her suspended, holding her by her buttocks. She could smell his breath: the boy had been drinking! He smiled, and repeated: "I will put you down if you give me a kiss..."
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Although they had been probably there from the very beginning, in his genes, the discovery of his feelings of dominance with regards to the other sex had been a coincidental course of events. Least of a coincidence would have been at what age they had started to manifest: he had been 16 years old. At an age thus that sexual feelings start to develop in all fierceness. Also, his love for the judo sport had played a role. Rick had started quite late, at fifteen, and he hadn't come further than the yellow belt. Luckily, there had been another boy, in the same circumstance, and because most of their fellow pupils were way younger than they, they were usually coupled in the training. Because of their lack of technique, and their long, awkward physiques, their sessions often offered unique spectacles. Most of the time it looked more like grappling than judo.

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Her Secret

"I can't do that! I LOVE you!" Brent was looking at her, eyes wide, full of disbelieve. "How can you even ask such a thing of me!" He shook his head, and repeated: "I LOVE you..." "But that's just it, Brent..!" Anita was desperately fighting to find the right words. God, how had she dreaded this conversation! And rightly so, it turned out. Alright, he had not bolted out of the room. But this face full of disgust and incredulity had been second on her list of fears. Still, she had to push on, because the last months their relation had been going down the drain.
They hadn't slept with each other for over two months now. After little over a year Brent had finally given up on her in bed, with her lackluster attitude. He had accepted that his wife apparently had no need for a passionate sex life, and because he loved her deeply nevertheless, he resigned him self, secretly hoping for a miracle.

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