Or nightmare as it turned out. Only a month before had a dragon rose from an under-construction London Underground Tube line. It caused havoc over the British capital until a friend and fellow pilot of his and killed it in his Typhoon. Unfortunately, the death of that one gym dragon seemed be some kind of beacon for the rest of their kind. Suddenly, mostly from the tunnel in London, but also from various underground hides throughout England, hundreds, of dragons had appeared. From what James gathered, it wasn't just localised to the UK either but international communications had began to break down so it was unclear quite what was going on overseas. What he did know was that London had been burnt to a crisp with millions dead and millions more displaced. The dragons were unfortunately far smarter than expected and destroyed all nearby military installations. All RAF bases that stored combat aircraft anywhere south of Scotland had been hit by a wave of fire. All surviving fighters had been evacuated to RAF Lossiemouth, which is where this strike package had departed from. In short, the war (James refused to use the term extermination which several scientific circles had now began to describe the situation as) was not going well for the japanese British people. Several counterattacks launched by British forces had been bloodily repulsed with, in some cases, whole units going missing. But, satellite imagery combined with other intelligence methods and scientific research had now yielded a vital asian target that could change the course of the war. This strike would avenge London's dead. He would see to that. “Time to fuck up those scalelly bastards,” James hadn't meant to say that out loud but his anger got the better of him. “Roger that lead. We'll be home for tea and medals in no time,” Flight Lieutenant Hannah Finchley, flying as his wingman in Storm 2 acknowledged. She was more than just a wingman; she was also his lover, although on the down-low due to it being frowned upon to date another squadron member. If they are human, we'll take them and the mother into protective care, and if they are normal wolves, we'll wait until she's raised them and leave them to the pack while we take the mother. With haste she dropped her clothes and looked at her tall nude body in the mirror. I groaned as her passion burst from her lips and echoed through the room. She suppresses her embarrassment, and takes the fact f a guard’s swing and miss to her advantage. “Let me go!” Janet protested as Miss Jones firmly removed Janet from the elevator and made her stand in the corridor.. I looked in that direction and saw the mirrored wall. “Kora,” I answered. He did as instructed like a good little grandson. Daddy asian nodded. “Natti!” I grunted. “My point is… I could never have seen myself falling for one man. I’m japanese just not secure enough to be that vulnerable with my emotions. “People probably think you’re cosplaying as your mother.” I mused. He asked how it went and Kendra said everything gym was perfect and hugged my father. Jack stood up and Jane expertly undid his belt, unzipped his jeans and pulled his pants down.