”I saw the anger in his eyes while his voice sounded very calm and relaxed.Someone came up with a good scam, but was too stupid to make it work. I k...ow the vendor who provided the crap servers couldn’t have paid more than pennies on the dollar for the junk servers. Most of what they paid I expected was transportation costs and transfer paperwork so the manufacturer could write them off. Serial number stickers were trivial to print and most third-party techs had to print out new ones to put on. I'd told her I'd call back if I got away, and I had—for now at least—and I needed to call.First Spook. I hit "Spook2589844640321" and "send" on the cell again, this time with more confidence that he'd pick up.He did. She did? It did? Who knew? And at this point I didn't care. "Good evening, Jack," came the simulated voice. A part of my mind noticed that he—or she, or it, whatever— knew what time it was, anyhow. Did that mean Spook was in my time zone, or close to it? "May we talk again now?". It felt like someone was reaming her with a bar of hot lead shoved far up in her insides... the pain was terrible and nauseating. Whimpering cries escape her open lips with each breath as she tries to endure until it's over... then out of nowhere she feels that smooth, buzzing, hated thing pressed against her clit again and she moans piteously... she can't stop her rear fucktunnel from spasming and squeezing it's unwelcome invader with that thing on her, it's too much... the pleasure starts. ”Her mother said, “Good for you. I bet you lost your virginity in the most unique way of any of your girlfriends.”I wondered if I had been set up, or used, or both. It didn’t matter because I had lost my virginity in a beautiful girl in a movie theater. I had bragging rights too. Wow! Fantastic!Plus Amy’s mother had shown me her panties and I had caused her juices to flow. After all, I had seen the wet spot.At their house I went in for a snack. That was when I said to her mother, “I have Amy’s.