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Gilats had a surprisingly athletic and firm ass. Of course, the official of the universal scale did not shave her, but her hair was soft and even silky. Everything happened almost by itself. Still, he was one of the best diplomats in the galaxy. Wagner stayed with him in a country house not far from Manowakh, the capital of the East Bank, a powerful financial and industrial country that was part of the SGC. The two discussed PR strategies in some areas - Wagner was recommended by respected people as a gifted and open-minded specialist.

In the evening, looking at the sunset, which painted the skyscrapers of the City with scarlet smudges, at the delicate pale blue sky and the huge golden disk of the full moon, they drank wine, casually chatting about this and that, without much delving into any political topics. The conversation was like a neat acquaintance. Gilats only touched on political issues, listened attentively to Wagner's first thoughts, gently turning the conversation to anoth
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