For example, what is your take on the video surveillance files being deleted?”Vern looked to the sheriff and received a nod, “It was just the firs... of several strange coincidences that made us suspect that there was a higher power involved in this case.”Dennis chuckled and asked, “Do you mean that you suspect divine intervention deleted those files?”Sheriff Radcliff spoke, “By higher power, Vern means a higher political power. Our IT consultant is a doctoral student in ethical hacking at Cal. ” she instructed.I straightaway obliged opening myself as wide as I could. She knelt up on her knees and looked down at me. Each hand lay on my thighs and slid teasingly towards my opening.“My you’re wet, I can see globs of your juices oozing from your cunt.” she said quietly. Her hands moved into my folds of wetness and she ran both index fingers up and around my clit.“Oh my god.” I groaned. The feelings coursing through my body were electric, tiny shocks rippled through me. She continued to. That night I bought a bottle of Vodka and some coke and slobbed out on the couch. I got myself drunk and when I get drunk my mind turns to one thing SEX!!!! I sat and wanked off to Porn on my DVD player. One scene had a woman getting gangbanged by a group of doctors in a theatre. They were taking turns to fuck her pussy and ram there cocks down her eager throat. One of the guys eventually lifted her pale cream body off the table and rammed his cock in to her arse. He lay underneath her. No mental scars though. The time was early 70’s no porn mags just the Sears lingerie section or topless African women in National Geographic. I was hanging out with my friend when his little b*****r fell asl**p on the couch. His mom asked someone to carry him up to bed, after the usual wining from his b*****r I volunteered. I picked him up carried him up the stairs to bed and then realized that I didn’t know what room was his. I looked around and then saw his Aunt was standing at the door to.