"I flipped the tape to him; he caught it, and I continued, "You solve it right fucking here, right fucking now, or so help me, when I leave here, I'm ...eading for the TV stations with a copy of that tape. I'm going to make your life hell."He cleared his throat, and began, "Sir, I'm really sorry about this..." Shut up, you incompetent motherfucker!" I spat. I got nose to nose with him. "You get this shit straightened out now. Last warning, asshole."I turned, put everything back in my briefcase,. He knew there was rich irony in it. He maintained anonymity as a means of preserving the possibility of his having a "normal" life, but the life he was leading was anything but normal.Never mind. The remaining slender reeds of personal privacy seemed immensely important. Running his own life, John at least could partake of the small comforts available to others. He could go to the multiplex and see a movie. He could swim in a motel pool, or enjoy a solitary walk along an ocean beach.There were. He started to take his pants off and I couldn't believe the size of the bulge in his under ware. When he dropped them to the floor I just starred at his big cock. It was still soft and still bigger then I had ever seen, I glanced over to my husband and saw his dick was already rock hard. I always loved how hard his dick gets when he is turned on and it always felt so good inside me. Bd looked at me as if to say go ahead because I hadn't even started to undress but my husband got the clue and. They still outnumber us but it's close." Do you think we should consider an attack?" No. I think we should get beyond them and go about our mission, first. If that's successful, then we can worry with these guys on the way back. If we fail, we won't have to worry about them anyway." Okay, we're going to saddle up and continue north today. Please bring your people in." We will. I will check on Sylvie before we go so she can prepare a pallet for Jules."He nodded and we left for our wagon. Sylvie.