I had already learned that lesson in the Legion. We had a very large African instructor. Mean bastard he was. I remember the first time one of the rec...uits had called him a derogatory name. He found out real fast that regardless of what color we all were, we all bled red and the worse the wound the redder the color. From then on, if anyone had something smart to say, they kept it to themselves."Come on Jon, Sarah is meeting us at Denny's for breakfast. She says she has something important to. Then she caught sight of how much of me there was to see. “Dammit, Seth. I thought you were finished.”Yes, I was embarrassed, but I also felt justified. “There is a limit on how few I can have.”“But not how many,” Sammi finished.“What are you two talking about?” Linda asked.Sammi glanced at her. “You haven’t told her about yourself because of the Sheriff, I get that, but shouldn’t she know about what’s going to happen to her?”Linda, who’s hand continued to keep me in the open air and fully. With a Corona bottle bottom inserted in her hot wet hole, she took matters into her own hands. She had a firm grip on the bottle’s neck and was fucking herself so hard and deep she brought on a rockin’ orgasm. “ Damn that felt so good,” she exclaimed pulling the bottle out with a pop.“Wait until you feel this bad boy." I handed her a large butternut squash ( the ones that look like a penis with a large bulb at the bottom). The shaft was thicker than the bottle but not as thick as the bat. She. I never expected you to get this far but I’m not making it any easier to uncover the secrets on this drive. It’s too bad you’re colorblind, Dag!” Then, “Press Esc to continue.” No deal this time, Simon. I waited.Sure enough, there was a new message popping up after about ninety seconds. “Simon says enter the next encryption code.” Oh shit. Now I’m stuck. If I hit the wrong thing, I risk losing the whole thing again. I looked at the keyboard for a while and pressed the one key I thought might be.