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Those words rippled in my brain. Peace. We all claimed to want it, to come in peace or welcome others in peace, but both Garjah and I were dressed in suits; that didn’t show a lot of trust in their peace. Then again, I saw armed guards in alcoves.
Standard practice, but would aliens unfamiliar with the Galactic Council or Institute know that? Probably not. There’s too much at stake to go off on an intellectual tangent about how capricious peace could be. It was why I was a biologist; animals generally didn’t mask their behaviors. You might not know
Rose and Thorne 6 #7 (2.3) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Anderson Riley was the second supervisor Ethan and I ever had, and he was by far our favorite. While the first one had been under the mistaken impression that we were in the military, Anderson was more laid back and genial and very Southern. In appearance, he reminded me of Sean Connery, if the actor were to pack on a few extra pounds, and he had a drawl you could cut with a knife. But you could always count on Anderson to have your back, and I trusted him. That wasn’t something I did lightly. I was even suspicious of Ethan when we first met and were partnered up. He still finds that funny and likes to tease me about it, although I’ve long since gotten over that. I trust him implicitly now, with every fiber of my being.
“What’s he doing in Roanoke? You don’t think something’s wrong, do you?” Ethan fretted. But at least our
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The Garret Farm: Part 20 by J Ray Lamb
Sandy and Trent had noticed Jason’s arrival until he’d told them to get a room. Trent couldn’t control his anger at that moment and told Jason to get the fuck out with a bestial roar.
Once Jason had left, Sandy settled Trent back down by switching things down to a slow and steady rhythm while reaching around and giving him a reach around. Trent soon settled back down and one he had slipped back into his hormonal bliss, Sandy went back to work working Trent’s ass over with an every increasing tempo and depth of penetration.
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