Later in the morning, Kanae lay on the bed, arms folded behind her head, as she rested, the smell of sex permeating the room. Her softening cock lay against her thigh, and she was positively glowing, a fulfilled smile on her face. Ashley hopped out of the shower and started dressing.<br/><br/><strong>"So, the job's just taking out a gang? Seems easy enough. Maybe too easy. What do you think Ash?"</strong><br/><br/>Ashley stopped in the middle of pulling on her corset, looking thoughtful.<strong>"Well, if I were a runner I'd be suspicious about the fact that one gang is being deemed so important. Two runners to take out a gang of chumps is appropriate firepower, but then there's this really dangerous drug, and if it's so important and they're still only sending two runners after it, it would make me think they're trying to keep me in the dark about it. Not to mention, most of the people you'd expect to personally care about what a gang does and just want to help out of the goodness of their hearts don't exactly have the kind of money this job's paying."</strong><br/>Kanae nodded.<strong>"Right, either they're being nice because they have a personal reason, or they're not nice at all."</strong><br/><strong>"Just keep an eye out and take care, okay pup?"</strong>Ashley said, leaning over the bed and kissing the shaman deeply.<strong>"I can't make money off you if you get geeked."</strong><br/><strong>"Please Ash, I can't believe you think gangers could do me in."</strong><br/><br/>When all was said and done, Ashley was dressed in her business suit, her long raven hair tied up in a bun. She looked far more mature and professional than the woman who'd been moaning on the bed an hour before. After saying their goodbyes, Ashley issuing another warning while Kanae groped her tits, the two kissed again and Ashley left Kanae to wait for the meeting with the Johnson.