Cordelia will hold hard core ebony tranny porn me responsible hard core ebony tranny porn if you trip over the embassy cat and
break your legs. Again."
Miles growled, not very loudly. Ivan could read him entirely too well,
too. He closed the cool steel protection around his lumpy, discolored, too-
many-times smashed legs. At least the uniform trousers concealed his
weakness.
He fastened his tunic, sealed the polished short-boots, checked
his hair in the mirror over his hard core ebony tranny porn dresser, and followed the impatient Ivan,
already at the door. In passing he slipped the folded flimsy into his
trouser hard core ebony tranny porn pocket, and paused in the corridor to hard core ebony tranny porn re-key the door lock to his
own palm. Hard core ebony tranny porn a hard core ebony tranny porn somewhat futile gesture; as a trained ImpSec agent Lieutenant
Vorkosigan knew exactly how insecure palm locks could be.
Despite, or perhaps because of, Ivan's hard core ebony tranny porn prodding, they arrived in the
foyer at almost the same moment as Ambassador Vorob'yev. Hard core ebony tranny porn vorob'yev was
wearing his red and black House uniform again. Not a man who liked making a
lot of decisions hard core ebony tranny porn about clothing, hard core ebony tranny porn Miles sensed. He shepherded the hard core ebony tranny porn two
younger men into the embassy's waiting groundcar, where they sank into soft
upholstery. Vorob'yev politely took hard core ebony tranny porn the rear-facing seat across from his
official guests. A driver and a guard occupied the front compartment. The
car ran on the city net's computer control, but the alert driver sat ready
to hit the manual override in case of some non-natural emergency. hard core ebony tranny porn the
hard core ebony tranny porn silvered canopies closed, and they oozed out into the street.
"You may hard core ebony tranny porn regard the Marilacan embassy as neutral but non-secured
territory tonight,
hard core ebony tranny porn gentlemen," Vorob'yev advised hard core ebony tranny porn them. "Enjoy yourselves,
but not too much."
"Will there be many Cetagandans present," Miles asked, "or is this party
strictly for us off-worlders?"
"No haut-lords, of course," said Vorob'yev. "They're all at one of the
late empress's more private obsequies tonight, along with some of the
highest-ranking hard core ebony tranny porn ghem-clan heads. The lower-ranking ghem-lords are at loose
ends, and may be out in force, as the month of official mourning has
reduced their usual social opportunities. The Marilacans have hard core ebony tranny porn been
hard core ebony tranny porn accepting a great deal of Cetagandan 'aid' in the past few years, a
greediness I predict they will come to regret. They think Cetaganda
won't
attack an ally."
The
groundcar climbed a ramp, and swung around a corner offering