The Night After The Sky Tower


A: Hello.

D1: Hello, A.

A: How did the mission go?

D1: Mr. Seth... he took over. The mission is dismissed.

A: Well, do better.

D1: Well, A, you still have other plans. This is the tip of the iceberg, Mr. Seth is incredibly vigilant and smart.

A: I know that.

D1: What now?

A: We have to conduct A1.

D1: A1?

A: There are 234 plans in the making. 9 on each plan. A-Z.

D1: You are quite the persistent, A.

A: Yes, I know. But I'm not aware of that every time.

D1: Very honest.

A: My flaws... I discuss them every time. I am only human, after all.

D1: Devious woman.

A: Extremely devious, yes.

D1: Very devious. The most clever one I know.

A: Thank you for that.

D1: Must we eliminate competition?

A: Not yet. After we complete A to A9.

D1: Very ambitious, A.

A: Yes, I know.

D1: What now, A?

A: We wait until I give your orders.

D1: Thank you, A.


"What is with these messages?" Monika staggered as she read through the messages of millions of Kiwis in her mind. This was very near, thirty minutes away from Devonport, where they resided. This stood out from the rest, just people asking to hook up and getting it on.

Monika shrugged it off, and went to sleep with her beloved.

She bit her bottom lip. She can feel a wetness between her legs and a flustering heat on her cheeks.

"I can't hold it anymore," she muttered out loud. She undid the bottom part of her dress slowly and slowly. Aroused, she slowly put the tip of her finger in.

She desperately needed a release.