Earlier, 5:50 PM in Quezon City, Camp Aguinaldo, the middle-aged camp general was at his office entertaining a lady in her 20s, sexually. They were in the part of the office that the camp general specifically there to avoid the detection of the camera.
The woman was pinned on the wall, the general covering her mouth as he continuously swung his crotch back and forth. A voice suddenly resonated in the intercom on his computer desk.
“General, we have an urgent report from the Zamboanga branch.” The man on the other side informed his business.
In that instance, a low moan came from the naked general. Picking his general clothes on the ground and wearing it, he sat on his chair and pressed the intercom. “Okay, come in.”
“Oh sweetie…” Buttoning her brown secretary uniform, the w
