The cell phone displays an encrypted message. He uses an application and converts the message. Someone at the agency informing him about a possible security breach. The Chinese already know about his presence in Shandong. But that was the least of his problems at the moment. “James, don’t be like this. It happens.” “It’s never happened to me.” “Every man goes through it one day.” “Sixty years of history and I’ve always done my duty.” “Seventy if you count Fleming times.” “Absolutely, but it wasn’t until after Kennedy that it all happened.” The almond-eyed young Thai woman hands over a martini to him. “”Shaken, not stirred?” “Sorry, I forgot. I’ll make another.” “Never mind. We have an urgent matter to take care of.” “The Chinese know that we are with the plans for the new hypersonic Sex hikayeleri missel. Is that what the message says?” He laughs buttoning up his striped shirt and knotting his tie. “How did you guess? But that’s not it. I need to solve that problem. It’s more urgent.” “More!” “Things can’t go on like this. Britain’s image can’t be tarnished.” She laughs, taking a sip of her Thai Iced. She sits down stylishly on the wicker chair. Shows off her shapely, well-tanned thighs again. It’s so much fun to study Westerners. Their men are so charming and yet so concerned about their own penises. “Britain or you, darling?” James raises a surprised eyebrow, instinctively straightening the knot of his tie again. A cynical smile appearing. “And aren’t we the same?” I don’t Sikiş hikayeleri know what’s bigger in men like James, the ego or the penis! She thinks licking the rim of her glass. A long, sensual lick. Just to make the spy more anxious. “And what do you intend to do before the Chinese invade our room?” “I’ll need your support.” “My support? What do you mean?” As if she didn’t know. She opens a smile showing her bulging cheeks as she inflates her chest making her breasts look more provocative inside her dark blue sabai shawl. James sits in an armchair that resembles a throne. The high backrest, the round arms, covered in a fine yellow fabric with rich golden pheasant designs. “We can try again. I believe that with a little more concentration everything will Erotik hikaye be properly settled.” “James, can’t we do this another time? They are after us, we could be arrested at any moment.” “Trust me Phailin. Everything will work out fine. I know how these things go, I always manage at the last minute. Rest assured.” “And you want me to do what, dear?” The two of them stare at each other for a moment. James with his legs crossed at the knee. His right hand with a certain annoying tremor, he never recovered since he was injured that time he jumped off the moving train. Phailin so young, elegant, a captivating smile. Short straight black hair. There is no way not to get a hard-on for a woman like that, and yet he is there looking forward to it as if it were his first time in the Durham brothel.”I wanted you to encourage me.” “Encourage, you want moral support?” “Something more physical. A more manual labor.” “A massage? Like the one I gave in Zhao yesterday? “You don’t have to be so radical, it’s not to break my neck. Just…”
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