"But being a drug dealer could work. How come?" Well, I think your evil, gun running, drug dealing twin's been here. I'm pretty sure I know what they ...se this mine for." Finn yanked the tarp off of the pallet, revealing bundles of plastic-wrapped, white powder and wooden boxes with Russian writing on them. The only word he recognized was AK-47. "I don't think that's sugar or baby powder in these bundles either!"The two checked several other pallets, revealing similar stacks. Some pallets. "As Jean did so, Pauline knelt before her and licked her labia and into her clitoral hood, then before Jean could react she stood and removed her dressing gown and pyjamas. Jean she knew she had a beautiful daughter, but had never appreciated just how sensational she was, and her knees suddenly went weak from desire. She reached for her daughter and fondled every bit of her gorgeous body then quickly got her to lie on the bed so that they could lay together and see, feel, taste, smell, then. So being the gracious guy that I am, I laid back down and let her get on with her fun. There wasn’t a prayer in hell that she was going to get me going again, but I don’t think that was her goal anyway. She seemed perfectly content to look and touch and… ‘Sweetheart, Peanut, what the hell are you doing?’ I sat up as best I could with a ninety-pound girl straddling my knees and crouched over my dick. ‘You know, you really can’t see down that…’ ‘Charlie, how’d you get the scar?’ I froze. ‘What. I want to make sure it gets off without a hitch," I replied.If Charlie started on schedule, they should be nearly finished. Either way, I was going to call and check on progress. I left a note for the morning cook that I was in my office and what I wanted for breakfast when she started cooking.I logged into VCATS and my email. My email had several dozen messages, some with large attachments. Four were from Charlie - the first one was still shots from Buddy's camera. It was a picture book of the.