Recruitment: Ana the Sniper
People generally don't know just how golden silence is. On the battlefield it means death has taken a hiatus from collecting the poor souls caught in the crossfire. As a soldier you are taught never to get too comfortable with the quiet, always assume someone is aiming at you. Robert moved very quickly and quietly among the shelled ruins of the city. Gunfire was heard miles away but thankfully there was not a peep heard from the heavy artillery. He was careful about his steps, glass and rubble were strewn everywhere and he wanted to remain discreet. As big as the polar bear was his footsteps barely made a scratch of sound. He kept vigilant, holding his desert eagle and his knife in each hand ready to engage any hostile he came face to face with. The safe house was close by, two turns to the left and one to the right. Every alley was only wide enough for one person at a time. It was good location for a safe house, any intruders would be funnelled into one line and assault weapons could only be fired from the hip. He reached the steel door and waved to the hidden camera above him tucked inside a disused air conditioning vent. The door opened and on the other side stood the tall black and white cat known as Cameron wearing typical mercenary attire... an over expensive vest and fatigues that have no place in an urban terrain. His pistol was a solid gold, over polished piece of shit. "Right on time Robbie, no time to waste then... Davie wants to see you... something about a sniper," the cat said showing off his pearly white teeth in a massive Cheshire smile. If Robert had the time he would smack that grin off Cameron's face for calling him Robbie... or for using up all the toothpaste... anything was a good excuse but he had a lot to do before the Russian bombers decided to sweep the city again. Every second could not be wasted. Robert shoved his way past the cat and stepped quickly through the long grimy hallway to the base of operations at the other end. It wasn't much to look at but they had to keep everything basic in case they had to pack up in a hurry. All that was there was large round table in a small room strewn with paper and equipment. David, Robert's second in command, sat at the table heavily focused on his laptop. Even though he was a massive nerd he was still one of the best soldiers Robert has the pleasure of working with. In physical appearance David was similar to Robert. He was tall, bulky and intimidating however his only weakness is that he can't see his hand in front of his face without his glasses on. David was a black Wolf, a predator in battle and the only man Robert has met with enough combat experience to rival his own. His fur is charcoal black, messy and knotted. The man hasn't touched a comb in his entire life. At least he was wearing prober urban fatigues. The room had three other grunt soldiers in it making sure all the equipment ran smoothly, they were very loyal and never questioned orders even though it was encouraged. Robert dragged a chair from the corner of the room over to the table. "David. I hear you are having a sniper problem," he said sitting down next to his friend. The wolf nodded before turning to Robert, "Nice to see you too Rob." David seemed to be emphasising what a proper greeting was with subtlety, Robert got the hint. "Sorry... it is good to see you haven't been bombed. I have been informed that we have a problem with a sniper. It that correct?" David nodded one again appreciatively before readjusting his glasses, "Yes. I wouldn't call it is a problem per say, the sniper has been in fact shooting at the enemy. We would simply ignore it but this sniper covers an area we need to get to so we can set up a wider communication network." Robert shrugged befuddled, "Why do you need me to deal with that? The scouts are perfectly capable of avoiding detection from a single sniper." "That's what I said," he replied. "But then the scouts sent me this video from their phones," He spins the laptop around showing Robert a low resolution clip of a large street. There was a squad of several enemy soldiers shooting up at a bell tower whilst squatting behind cover. Suddenly one goes down with a clean shot through the skull, then another a second later... then another... then another... until they were all dead, none was spared anything but a perfect shot. "That sniper has talent," Robert said scratching his chin in thought. "This is no simple soldier. There is skill behind that rifle, enough skill to scare our scouts shitless. I thought you would like to be the first to investigate," David said with a wide smirk. There was an agenda behind that smirk and Robert knew exactly what it was, "We do need a sharpshooter on our team. Hopefully this is someone I can stand to be around." David knew whom Robert was referring to, "I know Cameron can be a handful but without his money and his connections we would have had to start from rock bottom, besides at least he has entrusted us with total control." "He's a goddamn thrill seeker, not a soldier," Robert replied with protest. "At least he has energy and he is not totally inexperienced." "He stole our plane and took it for a joyride through a no fly zone." "He is an excellent pilot. He got through that zone with minimal damage..." "He used up all the toothpaste..." "He's got a winning smile," Robert stared at him with complete disappointment, extremely bemused by that final defence. David shook his head with embarrassment, "Just go. The tower is just shy of two miles, you know the way. Recruit us that sniper if you can. I will be here trying to think of new excuses to prevent you from shooting Cameron." Robert made his way back down the corridor to the exit. Cameron's 'winning smile' peaked at the sight of the bear, "So Robbie I couldn't help but overhear your chit chat with Davie. Mind if I come along and see how you do things." "No," He replied within a millisecond of the request pushing the door open. "Aww... come on... I want to learn more... I want to really get into the mind of an SAS soldier and see how you do things," he said following Robert out of the door slamming it shut behind. Robert stopped mid pace, sighed and turned around looking down onto the cat with disinterest. "Listen to me very carefully. If there was a word beyond no... that would be it," the cat's smug expression didn't change, Robert rubbed the inside of his eyes feeling a slight migraine creeping in. "Listen, why don't you just go back home and telecommute. You remain safely outside an active warzone and while we are inside fulfilling contracts and earning you cash. Doesn't that sound like the best thing in the world?" Robert said feeling slightly hopeful that Cameron would say yes. However the cat was smart enough to see what he was up to, "Tell you what, I will leave you alone for a month if you let me pick the name for our group." Robert face palmed ready to smack the black and white off the cheeky cat. However a month without Cameron was an offer too honeyed to pass up. Even though he knew he would live to regret it Robert murmured, "Whatever." They parted ways with Robert heading back down the narrow alleyways and Cameron suddenly realising he has locked himself out of the safe house. He started beating on the door screaming, "Hey! This isn't funny! Let me back in!"
Even though the bell tower was only two miles away it took three hours for Robert to get there. It took extra time to sneak about undetected. It was crucial that local forces remained unaware that there was another military presence within their city otherwise the whole contract and operation was fucked. Luckily the city was quite far behind the front lines so militia guard remained few in numbers. Robert was close to the shadow of the bell tower. The sun was now in the worst position possible for him to get any closer. It sat right behind the tower itself giving the sniper a perfect searchlight. A moth couldn't fly out in the open without being spotted. There are quite a few dead soldiers littering the square at the foot of the tower. It seems that the militia has given up on the sniper all together and just move on to more important issues. A hardened sniper could stay in that tower for weeks. Robert remained out of sight, trying to find the safest path to the tower. Nothing but dead cars and piles of rubble dotted his way to tower. They were decent cover in a straight up fire fight but against a sniper he might as well be hiding behind glass. I could wait for night, but there may be a possibility that he has night vision. Robert also considered gambling and waving a white flag to the sniper for a parley. He has seen people try that before... before losing kneecaps. His best possible chance was to cause a distraction. Robert crouched and pulled his radio out of a pocket in his trousers, "This is 24601... do you read me?" There was an immediate reply from David, "I hear you 24601. This is Red Roost. What do you need?" "Have you hacked the militia's communication network?" "Need you ask?" David replied coolly. Robert smirked, "Send a unit of enemy militia over to my target. I need a distraction." "Understood, sit tight." After waiting for about fifteen minutes Robert could see two battered Humvee's heading towards the tower down the road. David had told the unsuspecting patrol to secure the tower so they could set up a command post. They were totally unaware of the shit about to rain down on them. Robert heard the gunshot the same time the bullet went through the head of one of the drivers through the windscreen. The vehicle crashed off the road and into the corner of a small building. The other vehicle screeched to a halt upon seeing the crash, as the driver got out of the car to check on the other vehicle he met the same fate with a perfect shot through the side of the head. The rest of the soldiers in both vehicles panicked and started firing wildly at the tip of the tower. Robert started to carefully make his way towards the tower, making sure he was not spotted... he still had no idea if the sniper had anyone else up there to keep a lookout. He glanced at the desperate soldiers every time he went into cover. Amateurs, their guns have no hope of hitting anything from that distance. If they are smart they will stay in cover. By the time Robert reached the foot of the tower safely the gunfire stopped. Not a soul was able to hide from this shooter well enough to survive. Lines of blood decorated the street, no more than one for every man the sniper has claimed. Robert switched off his radio so that Cameron wouldn't make a personal call to him. He had no idea if the risky part was over or it was yet to come. Sneaking up on the sniper would ensure he would not suffer the same fate and the rest of the men around here. He pushed the door ajar, using a small mirror to make sure the door was not booby trapped. When he was confident enough to proceed he opened the door fully. The tower was square and straight, probably built as a monument for an event long past. All that was within the tower was a staircase up against the walls, spiralling up to the top. Well-made metal railings lined the staircase. He had to be extra careful with the sounds of his footsteps. The acoustics would carry the sound all the way to the top. He didn't want to be caught in a fire fight on the stairway... nine out of ten times it was certain death. Robert made his way up step by quiet step, keeping his breath silent and under control. There must be a few hundred steps to in the tower, enough to make Robert cringe as he looked up to see how much further there was to go. After he was eight tenths of the way up Robert took another quick glance up, poking his head out from underneath the flight above. Suddenly he pulled his head back barely dodging the shot that whistled past his ear. The sniper knew he was there. His heart raced. How did he know I was here? I was so careful! "You are a quiet little mouse aren't you? But however quiet you are there are no avoiding motion sensors," The sniper sounded like a woman, he could pick up a clear Russian accent in her words. "I didn't think Russian scout snipers managed to get this far south," he replied keeping firmly up against the wall. "I may be Russian but don't mistake me for a mere scout." "If I did, I wouldn't be here." She huffed with amusement, "So you think you are something special little mouse?" "You could say that. I am not with the militia and I am not here to kill you. I would just like to have a friendly one on one..." A long pause took hold. After Robert fought the temptation to peek he heard her call, "Okay then little mouse. You can proceed." "Promise you won't shoot me..." "???." That was Russian for No... I think. Robert sighed and took the rest of the stairs up with a lazier walk feeling somewhat embarrassed that he missed the motion sensor. He reached the large bell room at the top, it was a bare space, the walls were brick and the floor was solid oak. The bell itself was not there, possibly removed to protect its historic value, "A bell tower without a bell. Poetic." The sniper took a seat on top of an old crate next to a grand archway showing a good view of the city. She could see the entire square from that position. Robert then took notice of her features. She was an athletic and busty female Lynx. Her fur was a lush brown covered with cute black spots and her hair was long enough to touch her waist. Her hair colour was a delicious chestnut brown and it was also feathered like she gets up every morning not having to do a thing with it. She was wearing a plain grey flight suit with heavy black boots. The zipper on the fight suit was pulled down between her breasts showing just enough cleavage to have his attention for more than a brief moment. She looked at Robert carefully with dazzling yellow eyes, lighting up a cigarette. Even though she started to relax a little her eyes were not taken off of Robert, she seemed to be studying his features too. She blew her first puff of smoke right at the bear. "Those things will kill you, you know," he said. "I have known women to chain smoke from twenty to eighty. Death chooses by fate not by lifestyle," there was no arguing her point, Robert has seen men just as skilled as he is die younger. It all came down to the hand you're dealt with. Robert took a step forward, then the lynx drew her sidearm as quickly as you could blink, "That's close enough little mouse." He retracted the step he took then held his hands up casually, "You ever going to stop calling me that. As you can see I am far from a mouse." "Everyone is a mouse when I look at them through my scope. They scurry around like mice, they squeal like mice, they die like mice." Her analogy somewhat disturbed Robert slightly, she seemed to regard everyone she sees through that scope as lesser beings, as if this was a sport and everyone was fair game. But then again he has met far stranger people on the battlefield. She may have put herself in that frame of mind just to cope with taking the lives of others. Robert put his focus back on the task at hand. He was curious about her background however, "So you are Russian. Why did you speak to me in English at first instead of Georgian or Russian?" "It is a more universal language. Many soldiers take English as a second language so it makes sense to use it when meeting someone new," she replied taking another puff of her cigarette, still aiming her pistol right between his eyes. She was in a very relaxed demeanour as if she was seeing Robert as more of an inconvenience than a threat. "Fair enough... so why are you here? Who are you working for?" "Spetsnaz," her reply took Robert by surprise, she was Russian Special Forces. "Command heard rumours that a British fugitive was spotted not too far away. A Polar Bear." She was toying with him. She already knew who he was so there was no denying it especially since his English accent was clear from the start. He decided to just toy with her right back, "Wow. I will have to keep my eyes open for him then. He sounds dangerous." She smiled with amusement over his comment, "I thought if I shot enough people I might get your attention. Robert." It wasn't a surprise the Russians had a dossier on him. They have been looking for Robert ever since he robbed one of their biggest Middle Eastern armoires. "Seeing as you know my name, how about you grace me with yours?" he asked politely. "Ana." "Cute name." She didn't seem at all flattered by his compliment, "Don't think you can charm your way out of this situation. I know all there is to know about you," her accent was enough to melt the heart of any man. It certainly kept Robert amused. "I am glad to have your undivided attention," he was still confident that this could be handled without getting shot. "So if you know so much about me why let me get so dangerously close?" She smirked, "Because you don't hurt women." Damn... she knows way too much. "That is very presumptuous of you..." "I never presume anything about my targets." Robert raised a brow in confusion, "If I am a target why haven't you shot me yet?" She paused for a moment before answering, "Because I am curious to hear what you have to say... you said you wished to talk... so talk..." It sounded like she pulled that sentence out of a hat. Was she hiding something? "I would like to offer you a place on my team," Robert decided to be honest and upfront about his intentions. It was the last thing Ana expected to hear from him, she looked startled. Robert decided to go into more detail, "I am putting together an independent group of specialists. We are a Special Forces group not controlled by governments or leaders. We fight against tyranny and oppression wherever it arises and also aid the people when doing so. Give power to those who do not seek it for they are the ones who deserve it." "Idealistic nonsense," she replied disdainfully. "Family motto." "Do you really expect me to turn my back on my country, just like that?" She didn't really sound as offended as a loyal soldier should be. He may still have a chance. "It is easier than it sounds. We can both agree that we have constantly paid a heavy morale price in the name of loyalty. All I did was grow a conscience so I could see loyalty for what it truly was, bullshit." For a moment Ana seemed a distant, she did not want to argue with his point of view because it was true. Robert could only imagine some of the things she may have done in her past for dear old mother Russia. "You weren't ordered to kill me were you? I bet you weren't even told to come here." She was hit with shock by his sudden conclusion, "How did you know that?" "It was wild guess backed by experience and common sense. Plus your unwittingly confirmed it." Ana lowered her gun annoyed that the bear managed to pull a fast one over her. Robert in turn lowered his hands to his side feeling the tense situation blow over. "So why did you seek me out on your own accord?" She then started to explain her true reason for being there, "I read your dossier by chance while I was sorting through FSB files. As I read more it became hard to believe you were still alive, the things you have done alone would have taken twelve of Russia's best soldiers." There was a sense of awe in the tone of her voice. There was no doubt that she had clear admiration for him. She laid her gun down, put out her cigarette on the stone wall then stood up. She approached the bear casually, "I wanted to know more, learn more but you were a ghost. For the longest time I just could not get Robert Arthur Stirling out of my head. I decided to chase a rumour that you were in Georgia, command thinks I am simply down here to observe and report but... I came down here looking for you. So here I am... standing in front of the most dangerous soldier in the world. The man I chose to be my Idol." Is she flirting with me? "So you came looking for me because... you are a fan?" Never heard that one before. "Something like that... yes...," Ana took another step closer, looking up into his eyes with a cute smile. "So does this mean you will join me?" he asked, feeling warmth in his chest as his heart started to race. "Ask me again... after I fuck you," she pulled down the zipper on her flight suit all the way. Robert saw she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. Okay... she is flirting with me. Her suit slipped off her body and now he stood before a goddess. There was not a single flaw on her entire body. Her fur was silky smooth and glossy. Her breasts were perfectly shaped double D's. Her long fluffy tail had black stripes lining all the way to the tip. She swayed it from side to side with a deep suggestive purr in her throat. Ana pulled her feet out of her boots without breaking eye contact from Robert. She could see from Robert's expression that he liked what he saw. However he was hesitant at first, "Wow... can't say this hasn't happened to me before... but right here? We are in a warzone you know." "You sound like a damn housewife. Shut up." Ana was very much in control, he just stood there complacently as she started to pull the Velcro of his Kevlar vest apart from the side of his abdomen. She then turned her attention to the Velcro on his shoulder and slowly pulled it apart. After than she took the vest off Robert herself sliding it off of his arm leisurely. Her eyes fell down to his fleecy white chest, taking in all the scars and old wounds that decorated his torso. The sight of a healthy body scarred from years of conflict turned her on like nothing else. She raised her hand and started to caress his chest, running her finger along every scar then kissing every bullet wound that made its mark, "It is nice to be appreciated," Robert said looking down at her, smelling Ana's hair and taking in her heavenly scent. Her appreciation didn't last however, she looked up at him frowning, "I said shut up didn't I?" "Yes you did." "Good," she reached up behind the bears head and pulled his mouth to hers with violent lust. Their mouths met and they kissed each other hard, unable to control the tense and spontaneous passion that had erupted so suddenly. Heat rose between the two of them from the pit of their stomachs. Their long moist tongues entwined in each other's mouths fighting for dominance. She kept his face firmly against hers and started to nibble the bear's lips with her sharp teeth. Not enough to draw blood but enough so that it hurt just enough. Robert raised his strong hands to her head, using one to firmly hold her mouth against his and the other to brush through her long beautiful hair. She broke off the kiss, seeming almost dazed by the pleasant act. Robert however displayed a sly grin, "Out of breath already?" She took that taunt as an act of war. After shooting a glare Ana suddenly engaged the bear in a tactical hold. Grabbing his wrist, twisting it around and before he know it he was flat on his back facing the ceiling trying to figure out how she managed to throw down a two hundred pound bear. Robert sat up but was suddenly halted when she climbed on. "???," she ordered, pushing him back to the floor hard enough to knock the breath out his lungs. Ana dominated him with no resistance, as if she was using a toy. She sat atop Robert's throbbing pelvis staring down at him looking calm yet enthusiastic. She ran her fingers down the middle of his torso within the ridges if his stone-like pectorals. "Don't move... don't speak... and don't cum..." the last two words sent a flutter of anticipation through him. She felt his hard shaft poking her through his cargo pants. She shuffled back all the way to his knees and started to un-buckled his utility belt. The bulge within grew much bigger as she unzipped his fly very slowly. She guessed that he was well equipped when she first sized him up. After the zipper was all the way down a rock hard cock leap from within the confines of his trousers, she smiled with great satisfaction. Ana reached for it without hesitation, grabbing it with one hand whilst humming with enthusiastic hunger; as if she was sitting before a fine dish about to be devoured. It was so thick she couldn't even wrap her fingers all the way around it. She started stroking the entire length slowly, feeling every inch of the weapon she grasped. It was so long both of her hands would not be enough to grip the whole thing. Robert sighed with pleasure, enjoying the fact she was taking her sweet time. After studying his throbbing cock for what seemed like an hour Ana started running her flat wide tongue up and down the base of the shaft, tasting her meal. Robert could not believe that she was already putting him so close to the edge before she even had him wrapped around her sweet lips. He closed his eyes and lay there as still as he could, focusing on conserving his energy and will. He wasn't going to throw in the towel this early. Ana took her focus from the shaft to the tip, dancing her tongue around the red stage. She looked up at Robert with amusement, seeing him trying so hard to keep from climax was enough to get her own juices flowing. She wanted to see how long he could hold on, how long he could fight it. Her tongue did not stop moving as she put her mouth over the entire head, sucking it gently while continuing to lick it within. As if that wasn't enough her hand started caressing it the rest of his manhood at the same time. Robert fought his desires so hard his eyes were squeezed shut. A quiet moan escaped him with every breath. Ana pushed her long brown hair over her ear out of eye-line so she could keep watching him squirm from the pleasure she was sending through him, she started tasting pre-cum slowly pulse out in tiny drops. She teased him enough and now it was time to get serious. She took her hand out of the way and started to bob her head up and down, keeping her lips closed tight around his. With every nod of the head she sucked harder and harder. Robert's claws started to dig into the woods, trying to clasp onto something as he approached climax. Ana noticed how close he was and suddenly stopped, slipping her mouth off of his glossy wet rod. "???," she said suddenly squeezing the base of it with her thumb and forefinger, holding Robert off from firing. Her trick worked like a charm, Robert calmed down and opened his eyes to see the Lynx staring back at him with assertiveness. "That was mean," he said. "I thought a man like you could restrain himself better," she replied pumping his tense cock playfully to keep it from losing its integrity. "I usually can, but I wasn't expecting fellatio from a goddess today." Ana was a little flattered by the comment but she held back her blushing cheeks to avoid seeming out of character. "Now how about we switch..." Robert wanted to do the exact same thing she did to him. However Ana had other plans. "???," She quickly crawled forward over his heated body. Her moist cunt was bearing down over his wet cock. They both held their breath with anticipation, "Don't move a muscle, if you do I will hurt you..." Okay she is crazy, but at least she is the good kind. She didn't need to guide it in. She was perfectly aligned so she simply just lowered herself on. Robert felt the warmth of her pussy surround his cock slowly from head to base. She felt his cock stretch her just wide enough, filling her empty space with the man she desired. if it was a millimetre wider it would have been painful for sure. She gasped with pleasure. When her pulsating lips touched the bottom she felt the head of it pressing against her cervix. He was a perfect fit. She started to ride Robert in typical cowgirl fashion, gradually bouncing on his cock and holding herself up by propping he hands on his washboard abs. Taking in every inch of him and relishing it. She looked up to the ceiling with her eyes closed, focusing on nothing but the incredible heat between her legs. Robert felt her getting wetter within as her pace quickened, moans started to leap out of her. Robert grunted feeling pure animal lust rising within him. Against her wishes he started to slowly thrust his hips just to increase the intensity. She felt the thrusts but did not protest. It hit her in just the right spot, her moans became louder and then she started getting tighter, approaching the spark of climax. Robert could see and hear her getting close to overdrive, he decided to make another bold move and reach up to her soft supple breasts and cupping them gently. Before she could react he moves the tips of his fingers, circling around her hard sensitive nipples sending further pleasure into an already pleasure filled body. She was incredibly close to orgasm now and she knew it. However she did not want to cum so submissively. She opened her eyes, looked down at him and grabbed both of his wrists. She pulled them away from her breasts and slammed them down beside his head. "You do not listen well," she said as she grabbed one of Robert's fluffy white ears with her teeth. Ana bit down just hard enough for it to hurt but not hard enough to draw blood. Robert gritted his teeth feeling the pain in his ears coarse through him. It was far from unpleasant. During the bite she stopped her thrusts, feeling their bodies pulse in sync for a few moments before she dragged her teeth away. Ana leaned back up into the same position but this time she began grinded his cock with volatile enthusiasm. Her eyes were fixed on his, wanting more than anything to see him go off inside her. However this was a double edge sword. She felt his cock pulling along her g spot in just the right way. It was enough to fill the room with her lewd noises and blissful cries. The sights and sounds he was experiencing at that point was enough to send him into wild. Robert knew he was about to explode like a missile, but if he was going down he was taking Ana with him. She could not hold back any longer, she rode him so fast now she was in a complete frenzy. She started screaming as loud as she could, "Cum with me! Cum with me! ??! ??! ??!" Climax. Her senses hit the ceiling with euphoria. Ana could not scream out the pleasure that was coursing through her. Robert clenched his hands so tight his claws dug right into his very palm, he ejaculated and felt overwhelming heat run up his spine. They embraced the split second of sheer heaven they felt between one another before crashing back to earth, covered with sweat and trying to catch their breath. She fell forwards and rested her head just under Robert's chin, enjoying the fact he was still pulsing inside her. They lay there for ten minutes without saying a word. All Robert did was stroke her fur softly while she listened to his strong heartbeat. He eventually broke the silence, "So... are you on board?" "??," Ana replied, feeling very comfortable at this stage with leaving everything behind her. "Are you sure? You won't be able to go back to Russia," He wanted to make sure she wasn't going into this lightly. "I am sure," she said after looking him in the eye confidently. "All there is in Russia is cold. I have no family or anyone close. You are all I have now." "Are you falling in love with me?" She chuckled, "???. You are just the first man to ever give me a decent fuck. I came down here to seek out my Hero. But what I found was... my commander." She finished her sentence with pure admiration, giving Robert a sweet kiss on the cheek followed by a loving smile. He smiled back with joy, "Good, then that's settled... although... I have to make sure you have the stamina required for the job..." The tables were suddenly turned. He took her by the shoulders and rolled over, switching their position. Before she realised it... HE was now on top... bearing down at her passionately. "What? Again?" she said looking surprised but gleeful. "My dear...YOU may be satisfied... but bears are famous for their appetite." For the rest of that day Robert ravished Ana in more ways that she can remember. There was nothing that gave him more pleasure than seeing a woman climax over and over and over again. By the time she could take no more he was finally appeased. After getting dressed and ready they left their little love nest and he lead her back to his safe house. Night had already fallen in the dismal war torn city. They approached the steel door and Robert waved at the hidden camera once again, "I will show you the rest of the team. Although I should warn you about..." the door suddenly swung open revealing Cameron standing there in all his undeserved glory. The cat's attention was firmly fixed on Ana, gazing at her with his jaw to the ground. "Oh my freakin god! Where did you find this and where can I get one?" Robert face palmed, "... thanks for that charming first impression Cameron." He paid no attention to the bear's sarcasm and shot Ana his award winning smile, "So... mind sharing your name with me or am I going to just have to call you sweetheart?" "No chance. I only fuck men. Not boys," she said passing him by dismissively. Robert followed with an amused smirk. She is going to fit in just fine...