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Godnet - Valkyrie Protocol

After the betrayal of Luciferel, and having to deal with the Nephilim problem God made a few changes to how Heaven was run. Time does not quite flow the same in Heaven, so God was able to draw inspiration from millennia of human history. In the end, God chooses to structure things like a mega-corporation with him as the CEO and his archangels acting as department heads. To keep the threat of another angel rebellion to a minimum, every few years the angels would be ordered to change departments. To ensure that things ran smoothly and that the communication between departments happened in a timely fashion a Heaven-wide internet was established called Godnet. Due to an accident caused by mistaken identity, John Smith was killed by an angel on her first day in the Department of Death. By the time she released her mistake, it was far too late to "just" put him back in his own body. In an effort to correct her mistake the angel tried to have John Smith be reborn in the universe she originally was supposed to have a John Smith die in. The Angel was originally in IT for Godnet so she thought that it would be not too difficult to hide her little oops by altering a few records. However, she got a call from Upper Management during the process of having John be reborn. Figuring the " proper" department would step in to finish the process, the angel left to report to upper management, not wanting to receive an even bigger punishment than what she was already going to receive. In her rush to leave, she forgot to close down the connection to Godnet.

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With her horny brain taking over Captain Nora Halt did not recall removing her uniform pants that were already soaked with her essence, or pulling off her boots, but she clearly had, as she found herself rubbing her wet slit against Zeph's manhood.

Other than for the feeling coming from between her legs, Nora's mind had gone blank, and he wasn't even inside of her yet.

Just the feeling of their sexes making direct contact was making something deep down inside of her come undone making her want to sacrifice herself in the flames of passion and lust on the altar of his enormous bed, with his hardness acting as the sacrificial dagger.

If she was capable of stringing thoughts together she might have believed that it was because of how taboo it was for them to have sex that made it so exciting, and capable of making her forget all of the bad for a while.

"Huaa!"