"They probably do it everyday," Joe sighed and his anger was going away quickly.He wasn't the sort of man who could stay mad at anything for very long... especially not his sons. Of course he'd fucked me plenty of times himself so being mad at Jay and Mike was a little like the pot calling the kettle black, as my Master might have said. Joe had probably planned on getting a little bit of me for himself, since we'd been doing it several times a week ever since the funeral. He was good man, but not. He asked, “Just how bad is it?”“You know that supermarket that you visited?”“Yes,” Mike answered.“That is the entire middle management of the CIA. The upper management of the CIA is sharing a single floor of an office building in Greenbelt with the upper management of the NSA. That’s it. We’ve got one thousand four hundred and twenty-six employees in the entire CIA,” Larry said.“What about everyone who is working in the New CIA Headquarters Building?” Mike asked.“The majority of the people. During dinner i could see her tits every time she leaned forward. The couple times she caught me looking she would smile and wink at me. After dinner Ann ask if id like to stop for more drinks on our way to her place (my car was there). I replied yes, and Ann said but you have to do me a favor. What is it I ask?She ask that i take my bra off so she can enjoy viewing my tits as much as i was enjoying hers. So when we pulled in to the parking lot i pulled down the top of my dress and snapped my. "You don't know how bad I feel! My mind is playing games with me and youdidn't help at all," I said with anger in my voice."I know," he said as he walked over to my bed and handed me the camerafrom the day before. "Here are the pictures. If you want to call thedate with Mr. Avery off I will understand and I won't say anything toanyone. I didn't mean to hurt you or let this get out of hand," Neilsaid as he walked to the door."Thanks Neil," was all I said as he left the room.I was still.