'Well, thanks for that' she said, 'You get a forfeit'.And with that she pulled the jar of spunk out of her handbag, unscrewed the lid and dipped 2 fin...ers in. They came out covered in my cum and she moved them up to my mouth. 'Eat!' she said; and I licked her fingers clean.The jar returned to her handbag.We played a bit more and again on Lynne's turn a bigger gamble came up 'It's £50 if you win' I said. ' But are you willing to take the consequences if I lose?' she replied. I wasn't sure, were. Dropping me off in the middle of this dead hole on my pat with a photo of the subject and of his current routine supplied by his secretary. Not to remove subject unless totally safe to do so and not to take longer than a week to perform the duty. Shit, I could have been finished and gone within two hours of being dropped in this shithole. "Wake up you slack moll!" Without realising it my head kept dropping on my chest, so much for operational discipline. I watched him going from one boring. She looked at Larry, whose face had started to redden. ‘We’re back here,’ she added. ‘We?’ Fran responded, sounding surprised. ‘Joanne, who…?’ Her mouth dropped open when Larry and Joanne walked out into the kitchen. ‘Hi, Fran,’ Larry said. ‘Ah…you…Joanne…’ Fran stammered as she looked from her friend to Larry and back. ‘Are you two? What’s going on? What happened to the back bedroom window?’ ‘Why don’t we go into the living room and sit down,’ Larry said. ‘We can explain everything to you.’. I know that Knowell's hurt you a lot, but you are losing perspective with reality so fast that you are getting to be almost as nutty as he was." I regretted saying that almost as soon as it was out of my mouth. "Cheyenne, you have no right to say those things to me, you are very uncaring and certainly not acting like a friend. I feel like just leaving you and never returning, but then we would both be dead. Like it or not, we need each other if we are to survive, and my plan is the only one.