I had no need to use my computers at the moment, so I hadn't done anything about replacing them. I was hoping the FBI or the President would suddenly ...iscover a startling new concept called honesty, and would remove everything bad in our house. That could obviate the need to buy and setup all my hardware and software again, but that concept was so far eluding them.The parents had decided that they were less optimistic about getting a second $216 billion payment out of the Government than they. I used to always check on her dress for the day, checking details on her inner clothes. I kissed her on the phone, although she never returned my kisses; however she used to say that she loved my kisses.Another month passed like this and we got closer; I had a chance to go to Mumbai again. This time I planned my stay in a nice 5 star hotel near her office. We were both excited about meeting again; I went there an evening ahead reaching there on a Sunday evening. I asked her to wear a sari, or. Linda told her, “You will not make any noises and whatever goes in either of your whore holes, you’ll accept. Is this clear?”Tracy just nodded her head yes.But Mr. Frank was not done yet. He said, “We don’t want someone to ruin our plans for the weekend, so we have to make sure her cunt is closed up. Can’t have some young stud missing her asshole and breaking that cherry.”So he got some clamps out of his pocket and proceeded to put them on her cunt lips, sealing them together. “That should do. ”“Yes, yes,” Kate mutters as she looks back to the folder set before her. “And because it is locked without us having the key code, we can’t find out.”“It would be helpful if we had it,” Jocelyn quips.Kate cuts her gaze back to the woman and nearly snarls. “And the key code died along with Lucy Dermont.” Her voice is full of both anger and sorrow. “That is why I hired you to break it.”“And I have asked you for the file on Lucy to help break it,” Jocelyn bites back. “But you time and time again.