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The elevator door was closing it was empty and a familiar coral shirt was disappearing into a large room. The pair hurried after Agent Surgut. The room they entered was one of those large meeting rooms hotels have that usually setup for company banquets or awards presentations. This one was currently being used for some sort of art show, probably related to the artist convention being held in the hotel, June figured. The harsh fluorescent lights were off and instead the windowless room was lit only by the tightly focused spotlights illuminating the various sculptures and paintings scattered throughout the room. The effect was dim pools of yellow light in what was otherwise a dark room. There were a couple of people Cartoons slowly wandering around the large room, taking in the art pieces. Occasionally someone would cough or make a quiet comment about a particular painting. Maykop spotted Agent Surgut standing alone on the left side of the room, looking at a portrait of an old woman hanging clothes to dry. Maykop gave June's hand a squeeze and motioned slightly with his head in Agent Surgut's direction. She looked and nodded her head. Then the two of them started slowly walking among the art pieces on the right side of the room, keeping one eye on Agent Surgut the whole time. Agent Surgut seemed listless. He didn't stay long at any one piece of art some he walked right past with hardly a glance. Maykop and June kept pace with Agent Surgut on the other side of the room as the three of them all made their way towards the back of the exhibit. In the back corner of the room, Agent Surgut stopped at a sculpture of a nude nymph bathing. She was holding what looked like a stone jar that she was filling from a stream or pool. Maykop and June watched out of the corner of their eyes as Agent Surgut examined the statue closely. Lisa began to kiss me on my chest, slowly moving downward toward my rock hard cock. Her hands followed even slower as they delighted in Cartoons the feeling of Lilith's soft breasts and taut stomach before finally coming to rest on her hips. ‘You Cory?’ ‘Yes’, ‘Open the fucking door we got this stuff for you’, I open the door and they carry it in. As they are placing it in walks Stacy in workout clothes. I ask. Both of their mouths were slightly open to gain enough air for their gasping lungs. Probably more than a few that offered up their own mothers to join the fun, too. “Well, at least we know now that you’re legitimately a nice guy. Back before trackers were used, the best survival tactic for a woman in the Rape Run would be to find the perfect hiding place and stay there. There wasn’t much conversation during the drive. "If you run, I will fuck this guy to death.