Q. that read off thescale. He had quickly skipped from grade to grade, entering MIT at the age of16, where he had quickly outshone even the brightest ...here. In the five yearshe spent there, it was estimated that he had absorbed more then four peopleput together.No doubt about it, he was one sharp cookie. Too bad that while his I.Q. wasstratospheric, his E.Q., or Emotional Quotient, took a dive in the otherdirection. In other words Alfonso couldn't get along with nobody, nohownoway!In the five. Young... ?”“About your age, maybe a little younger.”“Do they live with him on the ranch?”“Yes they do.”“Have you seen them lately?”“No, not in a week or so. Why do you ask about them?”“Just asking questions to help me solve a case I’m working on. Tell me, is your boss on the ranch now?”“No, he had to make a trip to Yuma, he said. Been gone over a week.”“Do you think he may have taken his daughters with him?”“No, I know they were here the day after he left, because they had company.”“Who was the. .” he said. “What is your name?”Now he asks ... I thought, oops... “What’s yours?”“I asked first,” he said.“Surprise,” I said.“It was kind of sudden but I don’t think it was a surprise ... alcohol tends to loosen morals. So what’s your name?”“Surprise,” I held up a hand. “You know Abbot and Costello?”“I’ve heard of them.”“The first baseman ... what’s his name?”“What’s on second,” he chuckled. “Who’s on first.”“Exactly,” I said. “My name is Surprise Me Flintkote.”He grinned, “Really?”“Really.” I. What the hell?We started walking again to my house. When we got there I reached for my keys and unlocked my door. Dale gladly walked in. Once I shut the door behind me Dale pulled me into him. We were every where, leaving clothes where we traveled. We didn’t even make it to my bedroom before Dale stuck two fingers up my wet pussy. I moaned tremendously. But I wanted to make him feel good too so I went down on him.I pulled his 9′ inch cock into my mouth. My tongue ring felt good on his massive.