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after the commanders and my eyes widen in shock for a quick second before I refocus. "Moor, Tilk, Bolis, Nole, Terrax, Het,..." I say quickly getting through the list of capts. before handing the tablet to the first Lt. on the list. Just as I pass the tablet on the door to the other room slides open again and we hear the announcer's voice.

Make sure that she was ready for whatever was coming. Evelyn pulled out a drawer in her desk, revealing a small black book. Inside were the names and numbers of contacts she’d accumulated over the years, people she could trust to get things done, no questions asked. She flipped through the pages, her mind already working on how to strengthen her defenses. She paused when she reached a name, a smirk playing on her lips. **Anton**. He was one of the best in the business, a man who specialized in eliminating problems quickly and efficiently. If anyone could help her neutralize the threat looming over her, it was him.

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I said walking up to the door opening it to see a man with a blue delivery shirt on . "Hi thanks for bringing my delivery, you can just place them over there to the right." I said pointing. " Yes ma'am" he said walking off the porch back to his truck opening up the bed then he lowered it down. Walking back into the house letting him do his job without me peking over his shoulder . I waited till he was done so I decided to check some websites that sell dance poles. I only found two sites that ship and the price was reasonable so I ordered one of each of the two I liked. By the time I was done, so was the delivery man. So for his work I made him a glass of lemonade that I made yesterday.

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I out on my leggings and a long red top and just slipped some sandals on to finish it off and went to find Dax. I still kept getting these weird tingles and thought I would mention them to him. I knocked on his office door. "Come in." I heard from the other side. I opened the door and there he was buried under loads of paper at his desk. "Hi Aurora, give me a minute and I will be with you." After a couple of minutes he looked at me and his eyes went soft. "You look lovely." He smiled I smiled back at him and did a twirl and wiggled my bum for him.

I help him remove his shirt, pressing my chest into his. He is solid against me. His strength not matching his lean figure, his long muscular torso. I run my hands up and down it. Feeling the curvature under my fingers. He groans as I pass my palm over his jocks, rubbing him slightly. He bites my shoulder as I continue to rub him, his body shuddering with each movement.

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I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A