<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0a/Rudy_reyes.jpeg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Santiago,</span><em>First Mate and "Public Relations"</em><br/>2519, present day<br/>Mason Kincaid's Home, Southdown Hills, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Thalia Linnea<br/>Location - Cocktail Party, Ground Floor, with Chester Burton<br/><hr/><br/>As I wiped at the champagne that Thalia poured on my jacket - with all the mending and stain removal this suit has seen, I figured it was time for some new formalwear - the man from earlier who warned me about the group of men joined me.<br/><br/><em>"I haf'ta say I'm surprised. She seemed like a good lass, but with 'er nose stuck in the air a bit..."</em><br/><br/><strong>"Well I ain't surprised one iota at what she done, Mr. Burton.  And it's <em>because</em> she's a good lass."</strong><br/><br/>I looked over in her direction.<br/><br/><strong>"The finest I ever known, actually."</strong><br/><br/>But he didn't seem interested in more small talk.  Which was good, because I wasn't neither.  I looked back at Chester.<br/><br/><em>"Now that she's out of the way, we can talk business if you're of an interest to? I've got a job that needs doing and I'm looking for some men to do it."</em><br/><br/><strong>"Well, consider me a man who gets things done.  Of course, you may have to wait in line.  Got me and my crew - my <em>captain's</em> crew - and <em>his</em> ship - set to take on a job.  Then again, depending on the details and nature of the work <em>you</em> have, we <em>might</em> be able to jump you to the head of the line.  So, what's this business you mean to discuss?  What's the job, and what's the payment?"</strong><br/><br/>I still felt the burn on my cheek from when Thalia's hand landed on it.  Have to say, it was worth it to get a squeeze at her rear.<br/><br/>Of course, that just made me wonder how her bare bottom would look over my knee, my own hand reigning spanks on her pale, firm roundness.<br/><br/>