I know them, your men wouldn't last long at all." The voice told him. Trent and William were reaching for their guns when they were shocked to see an average height, well-muscled man. "Just who in the hell are you?" The man held out his hand as he stated. "Captain, David Greeson of the Imperial special forces." Shaking both men's hands they both looked at each other shocked. "How in the hell did you get in here? We have watches posted all over the place." William replied. Here Greeson smirked a bit, "They aren't nearly as good as I am. So, as I said let me and my squad go. Those are from a sect that we THOUGHT we had defeated." Trent was also smirking as he drew his gun, then was shocked as it was suddenly in the hand of the Greeson person. He started to say something when he realized what the young man had said. "Imperial special forces? Then the emperor is aware of our situation?" asian When Greeson amateur nodded he chinese continued. "Then the Emperor is here?" Greeson took a deep breath as he stated, "Well not here on the planet. It seems that he had to get married, so he went back to the Imperial thai home world. The rest of us are here to aid you as much as we can." William watched the whole conversation still not completely convinced. "How are we to know that you aren't just a plant by this supposed sect? I for one..." William was suddenly a foot off teen the floor. "I am in no way an evil, glory seeking ass! Do not make the mistake thinking we are like them." Dropping William with a thud, Greeson slightly growled then said, "If we were, you'd all have been dead at least thirty minutes ago." William adjusted his clothes as he nodded his agreement. "I apologize I..." Greeson held up his hand to stop William. By the thai time the doors slid open, giving a blast of chinese refreshing cool air, she waltzed resolutely out and quickly started in the direction of the huge glass entrance. Something huge thudded below. If correct, asian this would suggest that Freud's idea of the Oedipus complex had more amateur merit to it. "I am going to work, I teen will see you later. Isn’t that a nice present for her?” Katie clearly knew exactly what he wanted and she gets up onto her hands and knees. Jill turned her head, seeing them, but not reacting to them yet. I heard my wife moaning twice, the TV version sounding tinnier, but still full of her throaty passion as she pleased her lover and me. "Hold, on; we need to change positions." "Truth or dare, Brianna?" “Is that normal?”